I don't know how someone could come up with the idea that I could have killed my own child, in my womb.
My friends knew how I support the ProLIFE advocacy with my heart and soul. When people come to me to ask how to get rid of an unwanted child, I deliberately give them the name of a 'pampakapit drug' named duvadilan. The one I took for myself when my OBGyn told me that my baby wasn't holding on too well.
I abhor abortion more than a massacre. Because I feel for the innocent who is unable to protect his life. I feel for the angel who could have grown up into a fine young man. I feel for the blessing who could have completed a mother's life! I feel for the Creator who feels rejected for the gift He handed a parent who is not ready to face the consequences of his/her action.
So when I lost my child. I cried hard. Is this what I get for advocating against abortion since I was 10 years old? Why is it that other mothers, who hurt themselves intentionally just to get rid of the life in their womb, were still blessed to deliver a healthy and live baby? Why do I have to suffer the pain of losing a gift? Am I an unfit mother? Are my experiences with a nephew whom I mothered for four years still left me an unfit mother?
Upon analyzing all that has happened right after my miscarriage--the destruction of my relationships from three people who killed innocent babies--led me to realize that the loss was not for me to feel at all. It was for these babykillers. And God made sure that I break away from these people before I could have another baby--one whom I will deliver healthy and alive. A baby that these babykillers would not enjoy as their own.
Hah! The realization didn't come early. Had I known that He was just preparing me for the perfect situation, I would have not shed tears for the loss of these unworthy people. I would have celebrated for every minute of it as I am now. Once realization hit me, I was able to enjoy my life better. I get to live life fuller.
And so babykillers, you can now rot in hell for all I care! I'm not hating, I'm just so happy that you're all out of the scene. I hope the babies don't haunt you in your dreams... They maybe too young to know... They may only be a blood to your eyes... But they have soul and in death, their eyes were opened! So, goodluck on own peace of mind!
My friends knew how I support the ProLIFE advocacy with my heart and soul. When people come to me to ask how to get rid of an unwanted child, I deliberately give them the name of a 'pampakapit drug' named duvadilan. The one I took for myself when my OBGyn told me that my baby wasn't holding on too well.
I abhor abortion more than a massacre. Because I feel for the innocent who is unable to protect his life. I feel for the angel who could have grown up into a fine young man. I feel for the blessing who could have completed a mother's life! I feel for the Creator who feels rejected for the gift He handed a parent who is not ready to face the consequences of his/her action.
So when I lost my child. I cried hard. Is this what I get for advocating against abortion since I was 10 years old? Why is it that other mothers, who hurt themselves intentionally just to get rid of the life in their womb, were still blessed to deliver a healthy and live baby? Why do I have to suffer the pain of losing a gift? Am I an unfit mother? Are my experiences with a nephew whom I mothered for four years still left me an unfit mother?
Upon analyzing all that has happened right after my miscarriage--the destruction of my relationships from three people who killed innocent babies--led me to realize that the loss was not for me to feel at all. It was for these babykillers. And God made sure that I break away from these people before I could have another baby--one whom I will deliver healthy and alive. A baby that these babykillers would not enjoy as their own.
Hah! The realization didn't come early. Had I known that He was just preparing me for the perfect situation, I would have not shed tears for the loss of these unworthy people. I would have celebrated for every minute of it as I am now. Once realization hit me, I was able to enjoy my life better. I get to live life fuller.
And so babykillers, you can now rot in hell for all I care! I'm not hating, I'm just so happy that you're all out of the scene. I hope the babies don't haunt you in your dreams... They maybe too young to know... They may only be a blood to your eyes... But they have soul and in death, their eyes were opened! So, goodluck on own peace of mind!
3 comments:
wow! this one's juicy... i think i know these people. first, they don't having breeding... then they are pretentious. then they are monsters... and now babykillers! i wonder how they could sleep at night. valium?!
maybe God really wanted you to get rid of these trash first before He will give you the gift that you deserve. we are sooo looking forward to seeing you pregnant. ninang ako ha?
i also hate babykillers! they should be hanged! gth - go to hell, psychopaths!
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