Upon learning that I had a brother that died during an abortion, I had immediate grief. After being shocked that I could grieve someone I never knew existed for my entire life, I was drawn to my mom as I could see the grief in her eyes, in her face. I was drawn to her in compassion the same way relatives draw closer to each other after a loved one dies. We suffer with each other as we experience the pangs of the effects of death. I suffered with my mom in those moments and time that followed. I felt the loss and it was huge. In time, I healed and I know part of my healing happened through grieving with my mom as we had compassion for each other.
