In 1996, I lost a baby girl to the horrific sentence of an abortion. My then girlfriend, and mother of my baby, was too concerned about her family’s reaction about getting pregnant out of wedlock.

I proposed as soon as I realized how important it was for her to get married to please other people. I didn’t care much about that, but I wanted to please her, and I also wanted to protect both, mother and baby.

When she was with me, she looked happy to be pregnant and planning our future. But when she was at work, she would receive some bad advice disguised as murderous slogans, such as: “It’s your body, so you decide”, and even: “Your boyfriend can’t force you to have a baby you don’t want.”

She took the worst decision, and losing my baby sent me on a downward spiral which made feel the most miserable man in the world.

Two events changed my life for the best:

First, returning to my holy Catholic Church and feeling how my Lord took me back and took care of me, just like the Father of the prodigal son.

And second, to have experienced the healing process of the Rachel Vineyard’s retreat. There I had the immense blessing of seeing my Lord Jesus Christ holding my daughter’s hand and then being able to carry her in my arms, and kissing her face, and telling her that I love her. That was the promise I had been expecting to feel, because now I know there’s a chance for me to be with my baby girl again. That’s why I am silent no more!