While I often think of her and all the other women whose hands I have held in the emergency room, I know I will never see them again. I will not know whether each woman has continued on her path to emotional recovery. I will not know whether each each woman has found an advocate to support her through the legal system if she decides to pursue justice. I will not know whether each woman has been clearly presented with her choices, nor will I know if each has won her battle to regain peace of mind. The Emory Women's Center is a place where all women are welcome and where the remarkable realities of women's lives are honored.
Women come to learn about themselves through conversation and research.
Our program rests on the fervent conviction that all life's opportunities should be available to women and that the way women live their lives adds value to our world. I grew up with and continue to enjoy abundant opportunities and have never felt that I have been directly denied and experience because of my gender. I could end up in the emergency room one night just as easily as Michelle. The year and a half I have dedicated to the Emory Women's Center and the time I have volunteered with the DeKalb Rape Crisis Center have contributed significantly to the development of my feminist consciousness. I now understand that the existence of such places demonstrates both that women have made incredible progress and that we have a long way to go in the quest for equity.