Monday, i went to my dr.'s appointment. As we came upon a street, we stopped at a light, as i was facing the oppisite direction my husband,
I hear in a horrifing way," were those abortion pictures"? At the same time, i saw flashes of images of decapetated babies, limbs seperated from their little bodies. I knew in my heart, yes they must be. We turned to the street again, i saw a man kneeling with a rosery in one hand and a crucifix in the other. We stopped for gas close by, my eyes teared. Remembering,....I almost did that to my own flesh and blood 8years ago.
I wasn' t going to do it because i didn't want him, but because my boyfriend of 2 1/2 years had dumped me 4 months earlier, and i was afraid, so afraid of telling my parents. I found out how far along i was that same day, i had to see a picture of what "it" looked like. I cried, i told my self, this precious gift is yours.It's as human as you and i. It's your flesh and blood. It has arm,and those arms are going to open up to you when he needs a hug. Those legs are going to run to you, when he is happy to see you. And those eyes, those eyes are going to melt your heart when he cries for you. I couldn't go through with it. Some people say he was a mistake, but i say he saved my life. He gave me a reason to live. He's my life. He's why i breath. I don't understand how a mother can do this to his own child. Scared or not you are still murdering your own child. And for the doctors, i have no words for them but that they discuss me. I feel sorry for them when their judgement day comes with GOD. At the end the only thing we can do is pray for their THEM.