I watched the recent LiveAction videos with a horrible sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. There’s nothing in this business that’s easy to hear, any way you look at it, it’s a barbaric procedure. But these interviews about babies at 23 and 24 weeks or later are horrifying on a personal level, and they need to …
President Obama last Friday, in a speech to Planned Parenthood, made reference to the pro-life movement using Planned Parenthood as “punching bags.” It’s ironic, as we look back at the carnage of over 40 years of legalized abortion, at a battlefield littered with dead babies and shattered women, that we, the movement that cries out, “Stop the madness!” would …
In recent days, the trial of Kermit Gosnell has brought abortion to the headlines of even the mainstream media. After years of his crimes being public knowledge and over a month of him being on trial, the blackout has ended and America is suddenly asking, “How could this happen?!” What’s important to realize is that …
We live in dark days. More and more, the business of an average day is shattered by gunshots, an explosion, a disaster. In those moments, the world grinds to a halt and we all stand for a moment, speechless with shock and loss. For some, that moment of silence ends far too soon. My heart is always so …
Today’s post is from the personal blog of one of our writers, Jessica Clark. If you don’t know already, Jessica is a treasured member of our community for her character, wit, talent and her enormous heart among other things. The last few months she has stepped back from writing for us because of health issues …
I just can’t wrap my mind around the Sandy Hook massacre, or I won’t. Every time I try to consider, to imagine losing my 5 and 6 year olds in such a violent and horrifying way, something inside me shuts down the thought. Still, I’ve been following on social media and news sites, hoping for …
Reading through the Slate article: Rick Santorum, Meet My Son, I find myself torn. As another mom in the trenches, I can genuinely feel her love for her son, and the agony of watching him suffer. She is in the battle, and in the battle, sometimes all we can feel is the battle. Also, though, I wish …
Two years ago today, we spent the day in a hospital with the family that had chosen us to raise their son. We had sat through ultrasounds together, laughed over Chinese food and had met at the hospital late one night the previous week for a false alarm. This was the day, though, we all …
I am defined, in some part at least, by the death of my extremely premature sons. My life changed during those days, waiting for their death and praying for them to live, and nothing was the same afterwards. I’ve been privileged in recent months to meet with a group of women who have shared the …
When we set out to adopt, back in January of 2010, we really didn’t know what to expect. I had spent a lot of time reading blogs and books written by mothers who had placed their babies in adoptive families, and many of them regretted it, felt cheated or robbed or distraught. So going in, …