I was born in 1973, in the wake and under the shadow of Roe v. Wade, to a mother who was informed I'd be deformed and told she could legally end my life in her womb. I've lived my entire life in light of this Supreme Court decision and could scarcely imagine a world where it wasn't the tragic ruling precedent.

G.K. Chesterton’s warnings on pride seems apt as we head into a month where it is celebrated and venerated in our country for any number of reasons and applications: “pride is the poison of every other vice.”