A sad thing in life is that sometimes you meet someone who means a lot to you only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be and you just have to let go.

Too many people in America believe that if you are pro-choice that means pro-abortion. It doesn’t. I don’t want abortion. Abortion should be the rarest thing in the world. I am actually personally opposed to abortion. But I don’t believe that I have a right to take what is an article of faith to me and legislate it to other people. That’s not how it works in America.

Dread not infanticide; the crime is imaginary: we are always mistress of what we carry in our womb, and we do no more harm in destroying this kind of matter than in evacuating another, by medicines, when we feel the need.

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.

   You Were Inside Me

You were inside me but only for a while
Only in my dreams do I embrace your smile.

In my thoughts I see you, my bleeding heart is torn
for my darling little baby who would never be born.

Though my arms ache to hold you, my grief so hard to bear.
The pain you must have felt that day, my pain cannot compare.

If I could live my life again, there would be one less regret.
The day I took my baby’s life, the day I can’t forget.

 Remorse Is Forever

I can’t believe I took your life
I know now and I knew then, I had no right.
It was a selfish choice than I made.
I chose myself when your life, I could have saved.
I thought it would be easier to terminate
But I still feel the remorse 3 years to the date.
You were one of Heavens Angels that GOD lent to me.
And I took your life, could GOD forgive me.
I was lost and confused and didn’t know what to do.
So I selfishly chose me, when I should have chose you.
I regret that I will never see your face.
or never comfort you with a motherly embrace.
That decision has put a strain on our marriage.
I believe what we did was the cause of our recent miscarriage.
I hope GOD can forgive us, and that you can too.
To bring you back there is nothing I wouldn’t do.
Live on my love I will see you at the gate.
To hold, love and kiss you Mommy just can’t wait.
I’m sorry I’ve stolen an Angel away.
I will feel Remorse FOREVER, because of that day.

    To My Little Baby

It’s so hard for me to try and find that right words to say.
I’m sorry we never got the chance to meet,
the chance to see your tiny body and hold your tiny feet.

I have an image of you in my mind,
your gorgeous smile,
your beautiful eyes,
a picture,
an image,
something I’ll never let go.

Every Christmas,
every birthday,
I’ll do nothing but wish you were here,
right by my side.

A boy or a girl I’ll never know,
this love I have for you,
I’ll never be able to show.

You’ll always be daddy’s special one and mummy’s too,
and we want you to know we’ll always love you.

I wrote you this poem to show I care,
this pain,
this hurt I cannot bear.

Its time to sleep now my little baby,
one day,
some day,
I’ll be able to hold you tight and give you that proper kiss goodnight.

Goodnight Sweetheart
Love you always

Mummy and Daddy

The suction machine was turned on, causing tremendous pain. I was frightened, it hurt so much. I wanted to scream. I wanted it to stop. I suddenly knew there was a baby inside. They were killing my baby!

Please understand that by aborting your unborn child, that does not make the baby go away. Your baby will be in your heart until you die. After abortion – the guilt, shame and loneliness is horrible. Once you abort, you cannot go back and change it.

Having an abortion was the biggest, most tragic mistake of my life. If there is anything I can ever say or do that would change a woman’s or man’s abortion-bound course, I will do it

I was told that I would be out for eight minutes and I would feel only a little discomfort afterwards. They lied, it ruined years of my life.

Your hands shaped me and made me… Did You not clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews? You gave me life.
—Job 10:8-12

Even before I was born, God had chosen me to be His.
—Galatians 1:15

When a child is in crisis, parents should have a role and a voice.  They should be the first to help, not the last to know.

Did not he that made me in the womb make him? And did not one fashion us in the womb?

I was cast on you from the womb: you are my God from my mother’s belly.

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.
—Jeremiah 1:5

I consider abortion to be a deeply personal and intimate issue for women and I don’t believe male legislators should even vote on the issue.

Even if abortion were made easy or painless for everyone, it wouldn’t change the bottom-line problem that abortion kills children.

Compassion for the mother is extremely important, but is never served through destroying the innocent.