I am clearing my thoughts regarding the abortion attempt involving my first child—my son. Please forgive me for trying to abort you when you were barely two months along. My love, please forgive me; I wasn’t mature enough, and I acted without fully realizing what I was doing. I know your pain was immense—I see it and I respect it—because I was determined to abort you at any cost. I didn’t want my family to find out I was pregnant, or for my boyfriend to find out, because of the deception and the intense hatred I felt for your father. Forgive me for not knowing how to love you; I know you deserved more. I am sorry; please forgive me for whatever within me was not love. I am sorry, forgive me, thank you, I love you. I am sorry for shutting you out; please forgive me. From now on, you are deeply loved and cherished here; you belong here. You are deeply loved and cherished; I love you, I honor you, I acknowledge you, and I see you.
