a story… a mother of 10 finds that she is pregnant with her 11th child when she is 44 years old. during a routine pre-natal check in about her 6th month the doctor finds a lump on her left breast. A biopsy is done and the lump is found to be cancerous.There are two options, one is to end the pregnancy, remove the breast and begin aggressive therapy,two is the option to wait until the baby is born and hope that the tumor hasn’t grown measurably, remove the breast and begin treatment in three months. The doctors advise to choose option number one.The woman and her husband after much prayer and reflection choose option number two. Enter the Faithful from her church, including a whole convent of nuns. The Rosary is prayed continuously, day and night. The Blessed Mother, who lost her own child, is called upon to intercede with her Son. Two months and two weeks later, the breast is removed and now they wait for the child to come so treatment can begin. Rosary beads are singing, they can only hope and pray that all will turn out O.K. Saint Josephs day 1962, Baby girl arrives and is healthy, she is named Mary Jo(for the blessed Virgin who interceded, and the saint who’s feast day she arrived on) The mother begins treatment and the Rosary is still prayed. That mother turned 87 this year, she wears something blue everyday in honor of our Blessed Virgin Mary. I beleive my mother made the right decision, I turned 43 on Saint Josephs day last weekend. My mother would make the same decision again today, not knowing what the outcome would be, for this I OWE HER MY LIFE. Always choose life. Thanks for letting me tell her story and mine!!!
I shall be a defender of Mary