"I had an abortion." - she said. I watched her innocence vanish as she spoke to me.
Her whispered words cut into my heart and silenced my brave words. V was married for four years now and a mother of a two year old. She terminated her pregnancy because she thought it was too early for a second child.
I saw her heart break and her world shatter as she narrated her suffering caused by abortion. She grieved for the baby she aborted and begged to God for forgiving her for emptying her womb.. She never imagined that she would become an abortion statistic.
Her life became a surreal blur the minute she aborted. Guilt was her shroud. She gave people so many excuses for having an abortion. "It's not the right time," or "we aren't settled into our own lives," or "we could never afford it," or "I have health problems." All of these statements were true, but I knew she was only trying to convince herself that her decision was sound.
She knew pregnancy was a risk when she missed pills. She took the risk. She became pregnant. She chose abortion. Her choices had repercussions. She spent her days reflecting on her existence and herdecision. She questioned everything. She wondered how her life would have been different with one more child. She pondered damnation. She spent her days drowning in tears and idleness followed. She made no excuses and both husband-wife took full responsibility of their actions. She kept hanging on to what-if's, her imagined life kept her in limbo. She wasted precious time wishing she had made a different decision.
I hugged her...told her it would be fine. Told her that she is still worthy of love and worthy of this life.
I knew it was unbearable for her. The hurt. The sadness. The loss.
Pls V...let go. Pick up your feet and move on. Surrender to reality and embrace the present, pack it carefully away with all the other memories and experiences that make a woman. Please gain control. Please continue to live....
Her whispered words cut into my heart and silenced my brave words. V was married for four years now and a mother of a two year old. She terminated her pregnancy because she thought it was too early for a second child.
I saw her heart break and her world shatter as she narrated her suffering caused by abortion. She grieved for the baby she aborted and begged to God for forgiving her for emptying her womb.. She never imagined that she would become an abortion statistic.
Her life became a surreal blur the minute she aborted. Guilt was her shroud. She gave people so many excuses for having an abortion. "It's not the right time," or "we aren't settled into our own lives," or "we could never afford it," or "I have health problems." All of these statements were true, but I knew she was only trying to convince herself that her decision was sound.
She knew pregnancy was a risk when she missed pills. She took the risk. She became pregnant. She chose abortion. Her choices had repercussions. She spent her days reflecting on her existence and herdecision. She questioned everything. She wondered how her life would have been different with one more child. She pondered damnation. She spent her days drowning in tears and idleness followed. She made no excuses and both husband-wife took full responsibility of their actions. She kept hanging on to what-if's, her imagined life kept her in limbo. She wasted precious time wishing she had made a different decision.
I hugged her...told her it would be fine. Told her that she is still worthy of love and worthy of this life.
I knew it was unbearable for her. The hurt. The sadness. The loss.
Pls V...let go. Pick up your feet and move on. Surrender to reality and embrace the present, pack it carefully away with all the other memories and experiences that make a woman. Please gain control. Please continue to live....
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