I had always been the one to break the ice and talk as if nothing was wrong. Why should sitting in the waiting room of a abortion clinic be so depressing. *This story may not be appropriate for young eyes, please ask a mature someone to read this with you.* There were five other girlsContinue reading “The Voice of Choice”
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The Day…
One day, it came… …so unexpectedly. I wasn’t ready, mommy… …but neither were you. I was so scared, mommy… …but so were you. I faced my fears… …please do so, too, mommy. I took one step out into a new place… …so did you, mommy. But, what came next was not what I expected… …neitherContinue reading “The Day…”
Love…Always Protects
I love this part of love. It is very dear to my heart. I once had a few duck eggs which I hoped to hatch. I took good motherly care of them. I constantly examine the temperature and humidity and adjusted it as needed. I guarded them from curious little siblings and possible accidents. EveryContinue reading “Love…Always Protects”
Love, like Him
Imagine with me, a lone box, damp and dirty, in a quiet alley beside a parking lot. Everyday many people walk past this alley on their way to work or to shop. Everyday, they pass it by. One very cold and foggy morning, one person did enter this alley, but only for a moment…and thenContinue reading “Love, like Him”
A Little Sister’s Prayer
Last night, I wasn’t feeling very well and I had a toothache. I share a room with my sweet two year old sister. Sweet she is!!! For, last night, when she was supposed to be going to sleep, she prayed out loud, this beautiful prayer. It almost made me cry. Praise Yahweh! I love you,Continue reading “A Little Sister’s Prayer”
A Mother’s Words
A story of letters that will touch your heart. Soon after… O sweet baby, I’m sorry but I had to do it. I don’t have the money or time to properly care for you. And I have this job opportunity that I can’t pass up. This is the best choice for everyone. Couple years later…Continue reading “A Mother’s Words”
Meant to be
A writer… …a pen in hand,a blank page awaits. An artist… …a brush in hand,a white canvas awaiting. An actor… …the words are ready on the lips, the stage is set. A baby… …stood up straight and feet made ready. A soldier… …brave at heart,a sword in hand. A builder… …new wood all cut, toolsContinue reading “Meant to be”
