Close Encounter with Abortion

   Forty-eight years ago I was pregnant and single. In those days women in my situation were looked down upon by society. The choice I had to make was either abortion or adoption.

   In the sixties and seventies when abortion clinics were rampant, women were told that at six weeks old the baby was a “blob.” That was, and still is a lie. As I volunteer at Abiding Care Pregnancy Resource Center in Medford, I have seen ultrasounds. At six weeks old, I have seen on ultrasounds, that a baby’s heart is beating. I know that a “blob” doesn’t have a heartbeat!

   My choice was to put my baby up for adoption. I went to Indiana --  alone -- to a home for unwed mothers. I had my baby and put him up for adoption. In those days, mothers were not allowed to see or hold their baby. Today, mothers have that choice if they want. After six weeks, I went home and went on with the process of life without any counseling.

   I thought about my son many times and cried many tears, because I thought the dear Lord wouldn’t forgive me for giving up my baby. But little did I know at that time, He was proud of me for not choosing abortion.

   Today, women have the choice, if they want, for open adoption. They can see their baby and share in his or her life with the consent of the adoptive parents.

   With the dear Lord’ ...

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