I have not listened to this speech, only read the above just this morning.
I was my whole life, pro-women's rights.
Right to work, educate, stay-at-home.
Right to own property.
Right to be free to choose where to live, who to marry, etc.
Pro-life, but also, pro-choice.
I made a profession of faith to the Catholic Church in 1984, so my son, who was illegitimate could be baptized in the faith of his father, who was for all intense purposes, 'very religious'.
My boyfriend, a Catholic, someone I'd been with six years prior to the birth of our son, at first when he learned I was pregnant, suggested I give "IT" up for adoption.
I chose to keep my son, our son. I lived with my parents, who provided for the two of us.
I made a decision have my son, our son baptized as a Catholic, but I was a Methodist, baptized and confirmed. This was a big deal for me then, and still is, particularly learning I have a right to the Crown of Scotland, as does my son, who is legitimate.
I was also a believer in the right of the right to choose life or abortion. It wasn't until I was in my late fifties and was in college classes, my health course, I had an assignment and an option was regarding abortion.
I determined during that research, my real true nature was the right to life, pro-life, and more so, given all that technology has the ability to do, to create life outside the womb, which I believe my DNA was taken to create surrogates to Control the Crown of Scotland, England, Wales, Ireland, I believed at the time, that it is possible to sustain human life more humanly and give that baby a chance even if the parents, mother or father feel strongly at the time, they just cannot be a parent. Either way, the infant has an opportunity, and if the parents come to realize their abilities then they could be reunited.
I also had the pleasure of eventually marrying my son's father and being with him for most of thirty years.
I was able to be a stay at home mom during the day, and go to part-time work at night, more excessive then I would have like but there were extenuating circumstances.
Now my two adult children, through no fault of my own, endear themselves to their father, without me in their life in its entirety and I am sad about this, though I know truly this is their father who did not support me as I did him when my son, our son was young. He just did not participate in reciprocating the same bond building as I did when our son was an infant.
Now we are here and my children do not let me be involved in their children's lives even though there is technology available that is conducive to distance communication, unlike paper, envelope and stamp like my own grandmother, me and my mom enjoyed this venue.
Truly, discovering that the LGBTQ organized to attack me in my life from when my son was an infant, but even when I was about ten years of age, then to discover that it is likely many persons within the music industry, Elton John and his partner/husband, David Furnish or Michael Jackson and Jeanne Rowe, or Lisa Marie Presley.
I consider they possibly stole my DNA, had children created to control their 'voice-box', their music.
This was already a component of future independence of the gay community to take control of the 'Duchy of Aquitaine' to be free of social construction of the legal system in America, a strategized condition of my existence to a demoralized state, stealing my DNA to make slaves, or to control the Crowns.
I consider what it is the message of Harrison Butker is communicating very seriously.
From his heart I agree with his statements. I do believe once children arrive many women and sometimes the father they want to stay and hang-out with the children and be a part of the every minute of life. This is not a bad thing, it is just a different understanding of recognizing where you are in life.
For me, I just want it recognized that I did what I felt was best during my life and I did have both the support of my parents, my sons paternal grandparents and his father. It was the public that took advantage of me and reduced me down, that of progeny that was not planned, nor in my hands to communicate with.
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