I had an abortion 23 years ago because my boyfriend cheated on me. I walked into the abortion mill and felt like one of the cattle. During the abortion, it felt like my body was being ripped apart. After the abortion…Depression didn’t allow me to focus on my two boys.
My healing came during my mother's near death experience. My mother, a very pius woman and mother of eight and never took any shortcuts in life. Although she has a 3rd grade education, she certainly has a PhD in love. She led me to the sacrament of Confession. For as long as sin has been in the world, so has confession: God, seeking contrition. Adam and Eve both claimed ignorance. Cain, who committed the first murder, also claimed ignorance…
As long I kept quite my bones wasted away…and I groaned all day.. Then I declared my sin to you, my guilt I did not hide and you took away the guilt of my sin.
Lord I will no longer claim ignorance…
I will be Silent No More in life AND in death. It will take a bulldozer to keep me silent…. for on my gravesite I will also have engraved "I regret my Abortion."