Not my body, not my life, but hers. Her choice surprised me, and my own hopes were disappointed. I understand her decision not to have a child and then give it up again, but I did think she was now able to keep the baby herself as she would not have been three years ago. And I am afraid she will regret her decision, because she has expressed regrets already. I went with her earlier this month and held her hand and tried to wipe the tears away.
Human life is what exists now.
In a way I don't think I had a choice, because when was pregnant with my daughter I knew she wanted to be born. But only I, only the woman, can know and judge her situation. Too many people suppose this is a light statement. It is the heaviest one I know. You are reader of this page.