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The heartache I have had after hearing about a dear friend who has had an abortion is just unimaginable. It ripped me open....and I thought hearing about a miscarriage/still birth was rough.  This person is already a mother.  How can it be that she and her husband could ever make such a decision.  I let it sink in, trying not to judge...but failing at first.  Trying not to have harsh feelings, but it took me a while to get past them.  I started reading blogs about abortion.  More heart break.  One career driven mother said she felt empowered by the abortion.  How absolutely unbelievable.  Feeling empowered by the act of killing your own child!?! This sounded like pure evil.  Again trying not to judge, but wow!  There is no way of justifying that.  How can someone who is ALREADY a mother feel even remotely at peace about doing such a thing?  Maybe sometimes she doesn't?.?.  How can that be an option when you are a grown woman?  How do people take life so lightly?  Can these women look at their children without guilt, without pain in knowing they killed one so much like them?  I weep for them.  

Having been through 2 miscarriages before successfully having a baby taught me just how miraculous and fragile life is.  The fear of losing another one was so overwhelming for me that I waited as long as I could to tell the people around me, and even until he was born to tell my close friends who lived in other states.  It taught me to trust God's timing, His plans, and His grace even more.  I should have never doubted Him.  He has blessed me beyond words with the most amazing son who is healthy, happy, and handsome:).  If He continues to bless in the future with more, I will only give Him praise.  



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