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Dear Mommie,                       

Hello it's me. I'm your son, your unborn son.  You don't know me yet but in a few short months I'll be born into your world.  I'll be able to use my mind to think, my hands to build, and my feet to run and play. Right now I'm barely two inches long and I weigh less than a pencil but I want to be born so that I can make a difference in the world.  I have a beating heart, a functioning brain, and a fully active digestive system.  All I'll need are the caring lessons of a parent so that I can grow up to be all that God wants me to be.                    

But Mommie I undestand that you don't want me.  You feel that I will cause you problems and inconveniences that you hoped would never be.  You see me more as a diseased organ that needs to be removed rather than as a future person with endless potential.  I can only imagine the pain and sickness that happens to a woman who is expecting.  I know all of that misery can't be fun but PLEASE let me live.  You're the ONLY friend I have.                 

I want to be born and experience happiness just as you have experienced happiness.  I would like: to see the glow of an evening sunset; to hear the singing of the birds at dawn; to taste the sweetness of a home-baked apple pie; to smell the aroma of a fully bloomed red rose; and to touch the soft skin of my future infant children.  All this and so much more can be a part of my future if you will only let me live.                   I don't know your situation.  You may be young, struggling, and short on money.  But please don't be short on love.  I don't mean to sound selfish to want to be born but if you were back inside of your mother years ago, wouldn't you want the same dream for yourself?                

If you don't wish to keep me, I will understand and I will not hold that against you.  Once I'm born you don't have to spend any of your time and money on me.  If you're not able to keep me, I'm sure there will be a family in God's mind who can provide for my needs.  But if I live to be 100, I'll always think of you as my first friend who let me live.         

 So Mommie, once I'm born whatever you decide is best for you and me (to keep me or to put me up for adoption) I'll accept it.  I understand that doctors are for healing not killing.  Please keep that abortionist away from me.  The only doctor I would like to see will be the one who holds me when I take my first breath.  You can make my dream of a life possible if you will only let me live.  Please let me live!                    

 I hope to see you in a few short months.                 

Your unborn son                                  

"I favor adoption over abortion.", George H W Bush               

"let us love one another, for love is of God." I John 4:7 KJV      


"In whose (God's) hand is the soul of every living thing.  And the breath of all mankind."  Job 12:10 KJV                                           

Patrick Cannon is originally from Erie, PA.  He holds a BA degree in Communications and History for Mercyhurst College   Class of 1983   Carpe Diem

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