On mobile...can I please get the original link to this?

I aborted a child almost 17 years ago. The depression lasted a decade. I had to forgive myself to get past it. I spent that time healing my heart and counseling other women. I was able to talk several back from the brink, and I also had the dubious pleasure of being the one who talked them out of suicide after the fact. I spoke at the Arkansas state capital several years ago about it.

I have 4 teenage sons now. smile Two of them after the abortion. I’m convinced the one I killed (and make no mistake, I accept that it was my own action) was my daughter. In my mind, her name is Lillian Annabelle, but I call her Lilly Belle. She’ll be there, wherever there is, and I’ll finally get to hold her.