I felt like a piece of meat, a statistic
I was 17 years old. The father and I were engaged to be
married. He told his father and the next day I was on a plane to New York.
It all happened so fast, without time to think and without any counsel or
information as to what I was in for. Basically, I was told an abortion was a
quick and easy solution to my "problem".
It was at a very expensive high-class clinic. The people were not warm and
friendly like one would expect. I felt like a piece of meat, a statistic. It was
very painful. It was a nightmare!
Immediately (on the plane ride home) I felt extreme guilt. I hated my
boyfriend. I felt empty and alone. I still married the father. We became
Christians three years later and have three children (so far). We know we have
been forgiven but we never forgot our baby. We told our children so they won't
make the same mistake.
We asked Jesus Christ for forgiveness. I had a lot of healing to go through.
still cry a lot, especially on the death date - March 3rd. The Lord
me immensely in the area of guilt.
I will never be the same. How could I? One doesn't murder ones' offspring and
forget it. God has placed me in a ministry where I can help others that are
facing crisis pregnancies. I work as a counselor at a crisis pregnancy clinic. I
also have a desire to work with Post Abortion Syndrome woman in the future.