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1. Well, this is an interesting subject to which I simply must reply. So sorry I didn’t see it earlier. Here is a story…not so much an opinion at this time…

   I was conceived and born out of wedlock during a time in this country when unwed motherhood wasn’t so commonly accepted as it is today. Girls or young women who got “in a family way” without being a family, were often shunned and/or sent away to have the baby in shame, or to have the pregnancy terminated. My father left the picture.

   Thankfully, my mother chose to keep me. Despite the pain and guilt and shame she must’ve endured, her love for me surpassed that and she chose to raise me on her own. She did have help from my grandparents, but mostly I think she was on her own. I got a stepdad when I was about 4 or 5-years-old. Didn’t find him particularly helpful, though.

   If my mother would’ve aborted me, I would’ve been spared a lot of heartache; I wouldn’t have had to go through my life feeling an un-nameable void. I guess I tried to fill that void in with bad life-choices and wrong relationships. I sought it out in dead-end places that only left me broken and alone, heading on a path of self-destruction at an early age.

   There was a time in my life that I thought I could be happy. I found someone who paid attention to me, enough attention that got me in the same predicament my mom had been in. Now I had a choice to make…

   I was brought to a clinic between semesters during my sophomore year of college. The nurse or whatever she was came to consult me after a test was completed: I was pregnant, but because I was further in the pregnancy they could not do anything about it at that particular clinic: I would have to go somewhere else to have it taken care of. I left that place. I walked out and pretended I was happy. Got in my boyfriend’s car and cried and cried. My life as I knew it was over. Now what?

   The option of abortion was not in my even in my thoughts then, though I’m not sure why. An end to this pregnancy would’ve meant I could’ve gone back to college, got some sort of degree and carried on from there. But in my heart, I didn’t even know what sort of degree I even wanted. In my heart, I knew I would’ve gone back to a self-destructive path.

   I chose to carry through with the pregnancy. It meant an unplanned and a short-lived marriage. It meant eventually having to live with my mom and siblings as babysitters just as my grandparents and aunts and uncles had been babysitters. (At least my daughter wasn’t the little bastard I was, lol!)

   The option of abortion haunts me. What if I had been aborted? I would not have been able to live my life that has had an abundance of joy and happiness, despite the sad and dark times. I would not have had the child I have today … a child that has grown into a highly capable and successful young woman, a young woman who has made a difference in countless lives, as she works diligently and steadfastly in a healing profession, just as I have, and just as her grandmother before her.

   Certainly, there are situations that may seem like ending a pregnancy is the only good choice. But every time I contemplate a certain psalm, I can’t help but think that God himself ordains every thing, unplanned, unwanted in human terms… he can turn it all around for good…

   “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:13-16

   In retrospect, I spent a good deal of time in my life looking for the special attention and approval that only a father could give a daughter. The window for that to be of benefit has been long closed, I know that now. Also, I cannot imagine a life in this world without the child I brought into it. I honestly don’t think I’d be here right now if it weren’t for her. Yes, abortion is a personal issue and I know that some people actually celebrate the option of abortion. I would do the same otherwise I’d have to talk myself off a cliff because I never let a beautiful daughter ever take a breath. God created her, he created me and he had purpose for me. He has a purpose for her. He had purpose for thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of unborn babies who had no say in whether they could live or die because of a “woman’s prerogative”, or because the law allows it. Just because it is legal, does not make it right.

   Something ironic: http://www.ncsl.org/research/health/fetal-homicide-state-laws.aspx

   So, “the time and money needed to invest on a person for shelter, food, clothing, education? It will be a great cost that only a few people could afford!”, as you say. As for me, I did not apply for WIC or LINNK card or whatever federal subsidy programs available. I got a Pell Grant to finish college and no other financial aid. I worked multiple jobs to make ends meet. I had help from my mom. No aid or assistance for my daughter’s education; by the time she was ready to start college, i was making too much money by the FAFSA standard to qualify for aid. She applied for and received multiple scholarships because she worked her butt of to do that. Her father never helped. yet we had a roof over our heads, clothes on our backs and food in our bellies. We were not rich, but not poor either. Maybe we were the few, the lucky ones. I made a conscious choice to be prudent and not undergo another pregnancy. But if I had gotten pregnant again, I would’ve kept that baby also. ‘Cause things worked out far better than I ever could’ve imagined with the baby I kept. She was an answer to somebody’s prayers.

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