36 years have not lessened the regret
To my unborn baby,
12 weeks seems like such a short time, but not for you. By then your brain was beginning to work, your heart was beating, you were being skillfully knit together in my womb. I was a very troubled young woman, who had a history of sexual abuse. I told myself that it didn’t matter. I told myself that I had no choice. I listened to the lies. I was not brave, I was a coward. I have never forgotten you, and I never will. 36 years later I still sometimes cry, my heart is filled with sadness about the choice I made so long ago to end your life.