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As a Christian family, we are proudly Pro-Life. We do not believe in abortion. However, we also do not believe that Jesus would want us to blow up clinics, kill doctors or people involved etc... This page has been added to the site so that maybe someone will be affected. If this page prevents one abortion or one retaliation, it will have done what we pray it will do.

Dear Mommy,

I am in heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap. He
loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been
broken. I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't
quite understand what has happened. I was so excited
when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark,
yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near
ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my
time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest
days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you.
Sometimes you would yell or scream; then cry. I heard
Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be
better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One
day, you cried all day and I cried along with you. I
couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same
day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean
monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I
was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once
tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The
monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and
screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help
me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and
screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the
monster started to rip my arm off. It hurt so bad;
the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop. Oh,
how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it
ripped my leg off. Though I was in such complete
pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face
or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to
make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to
make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were
shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I
felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I
wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use
now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only
imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was
gone, but I didn't know the words you could
understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to
say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was
carried by a huge angel in a big, beautiful place. I
was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The
angel took me to Jesus and sat me on His lap. He said
he loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy.
I asked him what was the thing that killed me. He
answered, "Abortion; I am sorry, my child; for I know
how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess
that's the name of the monster. I am writing you to
say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted
to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I
wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't: the
monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs
off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to
live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with
you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch
out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and
I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I
did. Please be careful.

Love,
Your Baby Girl

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Matthew

Adopted: July 16,2000

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

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