Friday, 3 May 2013

Dear Mummy's everywhere

Dear Mommy, I am in Heaven now, sitting on God’s 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 day,
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 almost all of the day.
I hurt for 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 lace I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming,
but there was no sound.
I guess they had you all pinned down
because 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 ripping 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 realize 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 that terrible things
they had done to me.
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 no longer I had the breath to say them;
I was dead. I felt myself rising.
I was being carried by a huge angle
into a big, beautiful lace.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angle took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.
He said that He loved me, and He was my Father.
Then I was happy.
I asked Him what the thing was 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’m writing to say that I love you,
and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I’d 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 how 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 wouldn’t hate for you
to go through the kind of pain I did.
Please be careful.
Your baby girl
 I cried after reading this, well pretty much.
Why can't people see that it is just so evil! Abortion sounds like such a nice word doesn't it? Compared to killing babies.
Because that is what it is!! Its MURDER MURDER MURDER MURDER!!!! MURDER!!!
Once Upon a Time MURDER was MURDER!!
Can't anyone process this? Yeah its okay if you go killing babies you know its not like they are actually alive or anything. Because they are you know. Ask any Doctor.
Because no matter what the world says there is always God. And he is watching us, though we can't see it. And today is one of those days when I am more upset than usual.
 "But I feel that the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a war against the child - a direct killing of the innocent child - murder by the mother herself. And if we accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? As always, we must persuade her with love, and we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts. Jesus gave even his life to love us. So the mother who is thinking of abortion, should be helped to love - that is, to give until it hurts her plans, or her free time, to respect the life of her child. The father of that child, whoever he is, must also give until it hurts. By abortion, the mother does not learn to love, but kills even her own child to solve her problems. And by abortion, the father is told that he does not have to take any responsibility at all for the child he has brought into the world. That father is likely to put other women into the same trouble. So abortion just leads to more abortion. Any country that accepts abortion is not teaching the people to love, but to use any violence to get what they want. That is why the greatest destroyer of love and peace is abortion. "- Mother Teresa
Mother Teresa you are such an inspiration to me. :)
And all I have left to share is this picture, and its the truth too.

God Bless


  1. Beautiful my sweet daughter
    Oh what a gift you are and how very precious
    Your commitment to this is a a blessing to all
    I love you
    Mummy xxx

  2. Thank you, Mummy. I love you so much! <3 xoxo


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