The Independence Day that Brought me Bondage

I probably would not remember much about when I actually became pregnant except for the fact that it was the 4th of July. An Independence Day that would prove to hold me in bondage .

I remember setting off fireworks at a local park with friends, one of who was the father of my aborted son. I always knew it was the night I conceived.

The 4th of July became a major abortion connector, like a due date or the time of year ofmy abortion, although i dont know the exact date. I hated the 4th but did not even know why until I began to learn about my personal abortion connectors.

To this day, decades later, it is still something I remember every year although it does not have the power it once had over my life.

Do you know what your connectors are? People, Places or things that trigger you abortion experience?

‘Check out our pamphlet on abortion, “Connecting the Dots” which will enable you to begin to identify your personal connectors  so that they lose their power over you and you can gain independence from abortions bondage!