I had two teen pregnancies with two different boys before abortion was legal. I had those babies - they remain the light of my life. Both 'fathers' fled. At 22 I moved in with a man who seemed the right choice. I made it very clear that I would not have another child.

It wasn't hard for me to make my decision. If anything, I was more worried about what my husband would think. We're recently married, still very much in the newlywed stage.

I was 18 when I had my abortion. I had been dating the guy for nearly two years and for most of that time, I had been on the pill, but out of nowhere, my insurance stopped covering it and I had to see my OBGYN to get a different prescription. 

Whenever someone would bring up abortion, my canned response would always be, "I support a woman's right to choose, but I could never personally make that choice." Of course, I never dreamed I'd be in a position where I was faced with that choice, so it was an easy thing to say.

I am 64. I got pregnant the first time I had sex at 18 when I was a freshman in college in 1968. I thought I would have the baby, but my parents talked me into having an abortion. My mother, who had an illegal back alley abortion, paid for me to have a hospital abortion, which was also illegal...but nothing like what she went through.