August 12, 1987. I think it was a Wednesday. I had an abortion. I spent the next four years doing drugs and living inside whatever bottle happened to be handy. I live with it every single day. Definitely not my favorite moment. Certainly one of my most memorable, which is a just punishment for what I did to my baby.
I am so sorry for what you’ve had to live with all your life. I have a friend who had an abortion at the age of 16; she is now 51...and has literally lived with this each and every day from then until now. What a horribly sad consequence to have to live with all your life. Some how, some way, may you find peace in this life over the decision made so many years ago.
Thanks for your honesty. I hope that now, 21 years later, you can try to take all of the energy spent on thinking about this moment and perhaps transfer it in order to dedicate it fully to your family? Do you think this is possible?
I will be thinking, and praying for you and your little one as I pound these in the yard.
We will also be having a memorial service and I will be praying for you. I hope that's ok. Jesus heals.