I can say that my story and
thoughts are shared by many and so may you accept this letter from all
bleeding souls that have listened to the lies of our culture.
As a young poverty struck single mother, in a crime infested city
neighborhood, I found myself with a child. The instant that I realized this
child, I felt immense love. My child in my lap, my little one in my womb all
wrapped in an essence of warmth snuggled together on the couch.
My child and I were very poor and some days had nothing or little to eat.
I had just quit a job because I realized my safety was at stake. The
neighborhood I worked in was full of prostitutes and their pimps and I was being
watched very closely by the pimps. Because I had tried to work I was cut from
welfare and my child and I had no income.
That night I told the man that I was seeing that I was pregnant. He
insisted that I have an abortion. I said I would never be able to live with
myself. He said he did not want to hurt his mother. He said it was only "a
medical procedure". He made it clear that he would not support my children and
me. I cried and left.
That weekend he drove me to the clinic. All the way, I repeated "It’s only a
medical procedure; it’s perfectly legal".
The clinic was filled with women. Some quiet, some laughing and talking and I
wondered what was I doing here. I was living in a daze, a nightmare waiting to
wake up. One lady joked as we sat in a side room huddled together like sheep in
a slaughter. She looked at me and said "Don’t worry, I’ve had this done before"
and laughed at my fear.
We were explained in a short 10 minute talk what would happen and then
one by one we were called from that room. My turn came, and I followed wanting
to turn and run but I had no one to turn to. No one would protect me. I was
alone in this world. So I followed. They opened my cervix and sucked my baby out
of me. I cried out "Jesus". It was over and my baby was wrapped in a towel on
the cupboard. I was wheeled to a large room to be monitored for twenty minutes.
The room was filled with women. The same women but no talking, no laughing and
no eye contact, the room was DEAD.
Although, I had been cut off welfare the state paid for the abortion.
We live in a country that has given women legal rights to abort their
babies. This is very deceptive to us women that are in situations like I was.
I have spent many years, many hours, crying for my lost child, many hours
praying in front of the Blessed Sacrament. First, I prayed for forgiveness and
begged God to love me again. God did wrap me in his love and forgiveness.
Once in prayer a thought came to me, my child must forgive me or he may
never make it to heaven. I prayed for my child to forgive me. While sitting in
front of the Blessed Sacrament, I saw a bright light and as it moved aside I saw
other smaller lights, I heard giggling and saw them dancing. Then the large
light covered them again. I knew that I had seen my child. My child is happy
with the angels. I pray and ask my child to pray for me and his/her family. What
happiness to know that she/he is with the angels.
I am so happy is know that you are fighting abortion and that you are trying
to make it illegal. So many babies have been lost. So many babies that could
have been saints, priests, popes, doctors, nurses and teachers. These little
souls that could have saved the lives of many were snuffed out before birth --
before they would accomplish what they should have become. Such sadness. So many
women have been destroyed. So many wept to sleep night after night. Never to
trust again. Lost without hope, broken without repair, alone diseased. Not
liberated, not free, not successful, the lies we have listen to. No man that
talks a women into an abortion truly loves her. So here is another lie. It is
all LIES. Every word of pro-abortionists, every excuse. Nothing can
justify murder. Nothing can justify what I did to my baby.
I hope this letter helps. I will pray for your success, our success.