My name is Angie, I live in Ohio, and I have had 2 abortions. I come from a family of 6 children and am the second oldest (2 girls & 4 boys).� Mom and dad did not raise us in a church as they are both Army Brats and never really stayed in one place long enough to get established in a church family.� They tried taking us to various churches but nothing life changing ever happened, so I grew up not knowing the love and forgiveness of Christ.�

As a young girl living in San Antonio, I realized that I could get the attention of the boys if I agreed to sleep with them.� I had very little self confidence, so by the time I had my first abortion at age 14, I had none.� I knew that I had disappointed my parents and if there was such a thing as a God, I had disappointed Him too.� I slipped into a deep depression.� I figured there was no way to get any better so why try.� My behavior got worse and I ended up pregnant again at the age of 16.� Once again, mom and dad took me to the abortion clinic.� This one was in Indianapolis.� I was dropped off at the front door to check in by myself.� While they found a parking spot, I was whisked away very quickly to the back.

I remember the smell and sounds of that abortion.� The 1st one is vague because I was anesthetized, but do remember waking up in a room full of other women who were there for the same reason.

I carried that depression, guilt, and self hate thru my years of new motherhood and marriage.� I have 3 beautiful children who now know my story.� I divorced their father after a miserable 11 year marriage.� Most of the misery was self inflicted as there had been no counseling or forgiveness.

I've been married to my current husband now for 10 years and have been a Christian for about 7.� He helped me find Christ by living a Christian life and loving me in spite of my baggage.� I now speak at many local Catholic CCD classes and women's prayer groups.� I know that God knew my heart all those years ago and had a plan for me.� He saved me from disease, suicidal thoughts, and drug addictions.� He knew what I was searching for even before I knew Him.

I used to cry when I heard the words "Child of God" knowing that I would never be one.� Now I cry with joy when I hear them!!!� Praise God!