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At 04:29 PM 3/5/2008, you wrote:
>Oh gosh this made me cry.
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>sorry about the order of emails folks I just got 
>my desktop back and all my emails are still 
>there and I have emails n this laptop and don't want to miss anything.
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>Jenifer Gilley wrote:
>>
>>hi all.
>>It took me almost nine years, but  i was finally able to write this down.
>>It wasn't easy and i pray that others would benifit.  ***warning*** long!
>>The Truth Behind the Walls
>>
>>         Most people don’t know what really 
>> goes on behind the walls of an abortion
>>clinic… unfortunately I do.  I had an abortion on March 18, 1999.  Some
>>would criticize me, and call me heartless and say I was going to hell.  I
>>would call myself stupid, scared, but forgiven!
>>
>>         It was a dreary kind of cold Thursday 
>> morning as I rode to the clinic with
>>my parents.  The father of my child didn’t go with us… he chose to stay
>>behind and deny what was going on.  I was about ten weeks pregnant and my
>>life was spinning out of control.  I had just found out I was pregnant about
>>a month before, and during that month it seemed like my life was no longer
>>my own.  I let my parents tell me that I had no other choice but to abort my
>>little girl.  I figured that the father wasn’t helping me with the decision
>>so what choice did I have?
>>
>>         As we rode the forty-five minutes to 
>> the clinic I laid on the back seat
>>with my seeing eye dog Claudia next to me on the floor.  I had so many
>>thoughts going through my mind, yet I had nothing going through it at the
>>same time.  I was scared and at that point I didn’t care if the procedure
>>killed me.  That’s what they called it… the abortion was a procedure, the
>>fetus was a pregnancy, and the mother… well she wasn’t considered a mother.
>>I had to sign a lot of things and listen to some stuff the day before about
>>the *risks* of the *procedure*.  They included but are not limited to:
>>breast cancer, tremendous blood loss that could lead to a transfusion, liver
>>damage, and possibly death.  Who wouldn’t be scared?
>>
>>         I knew that the tiny twitch going on 
>> inside of me was a person, but I was
>>too scared to stick up for her!  The crazy thing?  I had written a story for
>>an assignment of my senior year of high school that included a girl not
>>going through with her abortion.  Laying there I thought “could I be that
>>girl?  Would I have the nerve?”  My parents were talking to each other… not
>>about what was about to happen.  They left me to my own thoughts thankfully.
>>
>>As we pulled up to the clinic door, my mom said to me, “You know… if I were
>>in your shoes, I would be doing the same thing.”  I seriously wanted to spit
>>at her.
>>
>>As I numbly got out of the car with Claudia, it was like I was a zombie.  It
>>wasn’t me who was doing this.  It wasn’t me who was about to go kill a
>>child.  It couldn’t be.
>>
>>The first few hours were just waiting.  Then it happened all at once.  The
>>doctor-if you could call it that, was late because… get this!-he was
>>delivering a baby!  Crazy huh?  So, they found me a new doctor.  I still
>>remember her name-dr. lumly.
>>
>>First was the sonogram.  I remember asking what my baby looked like, and
>>they said the fetus looked normal, my mom didn’t say a word.  Then was the
>>scale where they weighed me.  I remember my weight.
>>
>>Then they took me to this room.  Claudia stayed with my mom and dad.  This
>>lady came in to get the anesthetic ready and I asked her a question.  I
>>asked her first if I could ask the question to which she said it was ok.
>>Then the question: “has anyone just got up and walked out.”  The monster
>>didn’t answer me!  I swear this, if I could’ve seen I would’ve ran out of
>>there and found a way for me and my daughter to make it.  But I was so
>>horrified and alone… it was horrible.
>>
>>Then the doctor… murderer… whatever you want to call her came in.  she told
>>me to lie back, and they stuck the needle in my arm.  From the minute the
>>needle was in I started to cry.  During the whole thing, I just felt like I
>>was being held.  I was not alone in that room.  I hadn’t came back to God at
>>that point, but I feel that He knew my heart and He was with me.
>>
>>When it was over I found myself in this room… it sounded like a big class
>>room wide open etc.  I was still crying when I woke up.  My parents said
>>that when they were told how I was doing, they had to physically pick
>>Claudia up so she wouldn’t bolt.
>>
>>I don’t remember leaving the place.  I remembering making my parents pull
>>over several times because the anesthetic they gave me made me throw up
>>several times.
>>
>>When we got home, I couldn’t believe where I was.  Everything was normal.
>>My brothers didn’t have a clue.  I remember feeling so horrible because my
>>brother Eric, who didn’t have a clue… a few weeks earlier we had been
>>playing around and he hit me really hard in the stomach.  I thought to
>>myself, “maybe he’ll kill my baby so I don’t have to.”
>>
>>The months after my abortion I think I was suicidal.  Well not really
>>because I don’t think when it came down to it I would’ve done anything
>>really.  Then I found the Left Behind Series.  I was addicted.  Growing up,
>>I never knew the God that they talked about.  Sure, I’d been baptized, but I
>>don’t think I ever knew God.
>>
>>I was baptized and re-dedicated on 10/01/02.  And for almost 3 years I was
>>in love with God.  I still struggled, I was still in pain.  My
>>boyfriend-Skyla’s (my daughter’s) father broke up with me and found someone
>>else.  But God was with me through it all.
>>
>>Then, my father was killed in a motor cycle accident.  I still deal with
>>issues of anger towards someone who doesn’t even know I’m angry with him
>>because I didn’t go see my father the weekend before he died.  But I know
>>that I’ll see my daddy again.  I’m limping back to God because I know He is
>>the only one who cares, that you can cling to, that you can lean on!  I know
>>my daddy knows I forgave him, even though I never came out and told him.  I
>>know he’s up there right now holding my little girl.  My daddy and Skyla
>>Ilene will be the first people I will see.  I know that my little girl has
>>forgiven me.  I don’t know if the father has ever dealt with it, and all I
>>can do is pray for him.  He is not my responsibility any longer.
>>
>>I write this now because in two weeks, will be the 9th anniversary of my
>>abortion.  I’ve never let Skyla go, and I’ve learned that I don’t have to.
>>She’ll always have a piece of my heart.  But now that Jeremy and I are
>>trying to start a family, I have to acknowledge that fact that I don’t have
>>to let her go.  I can keep her and know she is in the best care possible.
>>She’s my first-born, my little angel, and with her papa.
>>
>>Skyla Ilene barr (name given by god)
>>Due date-(confirmed by god) September 25, 1999
>>
>>Whispers From Heaven
>>Mother, dear, dear Mother,
>>could we talk, you and I?
>>When I look down from Heaven,
>>sometimes I see you cry.
>>I want so much to hug you then
>>as tight as tight can be,
>>Because I think the tears you shed
>>are sad, sad tears for me.
>>Dear Mother, I forgive you,
>>O please believe I do!
>>It must have been so difficult,
>>so very hard for you.
>>They told you things would be all right,
>>your life would just go on,
>>But never said how much you'd weep
>>and grieve when I'd be gone.
>>Yet we can still be very close
>>and love each other, too,
>>For though I'm now with God,
>>I'LL ALWAYS BE A PART OF YOU.
>>So Mother, won't you NAME me, please
>>and from my Home above
>>I'll hear you and I'll come each time
>>you call to me with Love.
>>I'd like to be the faithful friend
>>in whom you can confide;
>>Your sentinel before God's Throne,
>>the Angel at your side.
>>So TALK to me and SING to me,
>>and PRAY with me, please do!
>>And when you send a smile to me,
>>I'll send one back to you!
>>So don't be sad, Mother,
>>you'll be fine, I know,
>>For I'll be there in Spirit
>>where're you may go.
>>And when God brings you home to me,
>>my heart will know true bliss,
>>As I run up to greet you
>>with a great big hug and kiss!
>>Love,
>>Skyla Ilene Barr-was due 09/25/1999
>>
>>***author unknown***
>>
>>
>>Jenifer Gilley
>>Christ came that we may have life everlasting!
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