A warm letter to “the pregnant woman without options”:
Last night, as I lay in bed completely uncomfortable, I thought about her… maybe about you. I thought about the pregnant mom who is all alone. I thought about the woman terrified by tiny feet and everything that they will mean. I thought about the woman who has no options.
I couldn’t imagine what it must be like to not only be uncomfortable, but also so afraid. […]
My prayer is that you would choose life. My prayer is that those squirms and moving feet would not bring fear, but each day would remind you of the beautiful choice that you continue to make.
Thank you to those who have chosen adoption, those who have adopted, and those who will make that choice today. Your decisions will ripple across eternity.