Warning: Long post about abortion!

I love my kids dearly and love to talk about how our relationships have healed and grown, but this morning, I want to talk about the few who didn’t make it.

When I was in high school, I got pregnant. If I remember correctly, I was seventeen. I won’t give too many details about this time of my life because it was heartbreaking, and I still haven’t figured out how to write about family without offending family. I know, I know…I need to get over that, but until I do, I’ll leave what was going on in my life out. I’ll just tell you a few things.

I was living with my sisters.
I was in my senior year.
I was sleeping with (at least) two different people.

Needless to say, the possible fathers didn’t want the baby. I was going to school and working to pay the rent. And on top of all that, I had been throwing up about seven times a day. It was too much for me, so I decided to have an abortion. Continue reading

That Scraping Sound

On Friday night, I was invited to a worship gathering but had no idea what was in store for me.

First of all, I LOVE going places for the very first time! It never bothers me to go places alone because I’ve always “had” to go places alone. Actually, I get excited to find out where I’m going. Are you like that? Anyway, this story has a twist. Continue reading

“Secret Garden”

in the quiet
of His Presence
it was written
word by word
from the heart

and in the quiet
of His Presence
it was taken in
word by word
into the heart

for giving
to be complete
one must receive

some things
are too precious
to share
and should be
guarded by the heart

this is one of those things

True Love

Scott is an amazing man: after all I’ve done to him, after all I’ve put him through, after all I’ve said through actions, he still loves me!