When I was in college back in the 80’s, I was asked by a friend to walk with her to an abortion clinic. She really had few other options, her folks would have cut off paying her tuition if she had actually given birth (or if they’d even known she was pregnant). .
When I was in college I discovered, also, that I was pregnant.
I had broken up with my fiance because I was terrified of marriage. My mom had been married SIX times and I assumed that eventually I would grow to despise the man I loved, just as my mom always seemed to do.
Being depressed, I engaged in a one night stand. When I told the guy that I was pregnant, he informed me that “His father had been a a##hole and that he guess that he would be too.” Then he refused to talk with me again.
I was paying for my own college and I saw few options. It would be impossible for me to continue school, work and juggle a pregnancy.
I decided on an abortion. My former fiance called me out of the blue and I explained the situation. He told me that I would never forgive myself if I ‘murdered’ my child(and yes he used the harsh term murder) and that he would marry me. He said that he wanted to protect the baby and that he loved me.
At the time I thought that love was that first rush of hormones that one got when two people were attracted. I had lost that feeling for my former fiance.
I wasn’t Christian but I cried out to whatever God there was. I was depressed and suffering. I wanted an abortion but my former fiance’s words really bothered me.
Finally, I decided that we would get married. I was very frightened and I had no idea if I was doing the right thing. I assumed that I would end up divorced like my mom.
The first two years were very difficult but gradually over time I realized that I was falling deeply in love with my husband.
My oldest son will be 18 this year. He wants to be a director and is a very good young man. When we finally told him last year that his dad was not his biological dad, my oldest son simply said, “But my dad is still my dad.” He says that he doesn’t really care to find his biological other parent(I don’t like to call the man his dad)
As far as my hubby and I, we are very, very happy. It is impossible not to love a hero, after all, which my hubby is because he saved our son’s life.
If your friend had told you that she needed to suffucate a one month old child so that she could continue her education would you have supported her decision? What she did was no different. She destroyed life.