This past September we had the wonderful opportunity to travel to New York City with dear friends to take in the city and enjoy some time away. One of the highlights was a Friday morning spent at Ground Zero’s 9/11 Memorial.
In a moment of serendipitous beauty, we were able to get tickets and felt incredibly grateful for the opportunity to reflect on the events of that day on the sacred ground where so many lost their lives to unchecked hatred; where countless tears were shed, symbolized now by the cascades of tiny waterfalls raining down over the footprints of the Towers.
With the sun climbing higher, we decided to walk the perimeter of each of the two pools to honor the names etched deep into the bronze walls of the memorial. As our hands moved along the smooth metal, we brushed up against this and let our own tears come…
“…and her unborn child.”
Allow the grief of that to settle in on your shoulders. Feel the weight of it.
And then feel the duplicity of our world.
This memorial was funded by private donations, not the government. However, the fact we can call this unborn child a child—and not “tissue” or “fetus” or “embryo,” and then etch those words in bronze at what will undoubtedly become a National Monument, raises more than a few questions.
How is it that in that hallowed space we speak the truth and honor the lost life of an unborn child, yet the aborted child is not honored—or even acknowledged as a child?
Is it because the 9/11 mother did not exercise choice over the destiny of her child, whereas a woman choosing abortion does—and therefore the loss is not to be mourned?
How is it the world misses this hypocrisy? This duality of thought?
We saw these words more than once, connected to the name of more than one mother-to-be.
And each time, her unborn child was honored; named, if not in a literal sense, in the sense that space was dedicated to remembering the small, growing life.
Those babies were named, and acknowledged, and grieved.
And I wonder how long we will continue, as a nation, to look the other way, all the while failing to do so for millions of others who go unnamed.