Decisions, Oh Decisions...

                                                             (Which one to take?)

There comes a time in your life when you begin to question everything surrounding you.
You finally take a look back at what your life has been like.
You remember all those times in which your heart was fluttered with joy, memories that pour right into your brain, making you quite sad that times have changed.
Having to remember the elementary times where coloring inside the lines was the most important thing. Not wanting to go to school...parents, having to stick with their role, convinced us to go to school. 

I remember the first crush I had in Elementary School. His name was Steven something
(with the increasing years my memory has gone bad)
I remember having that butterfly feeling & have a smile on my face everytime I saw him.
Next came that scary thought of moving on to middle school where the bad decisions seem to be lurking around and you felt a pressure to excell in school to make it to the next level: High School.

                                                           (This picture is sooo cute!)

With the progressing years I was finally in the 8th grade, in technology class being quiet & a girl came up to me and asked me what we were doing. Without looking at her I said: "I don't know" very quietly. From that day on we became close. We have been best friends ever since and every now and then she reminds me of that day, teasing me about how innocent and shy I was. The beginning of my freshman year was pretty much the bomb. Meeting new friends and getting straight A's was the best. Until 10th grade hit, and I was worrying about passing the Fcat (it's unnecessary for human life in my opinion). We saw the seniors come and go until we were the ones who the lower-classmen looked up to. Quite honestly I have had better school years than my Senior year from what I'm experiencing. Everyone is so mature now and nothing exciting happens...must be the school I go to, but that's a whole different story. In less than 3 months the Class of 2011 will be walking across that stage & receiving their diplomas, and begin a new life in the REAL WORLD..

We were once like this...

& now we are this...graduates of 2011!

 For every ending

there's a new beginning; for every memory,

there's a dream ahead. The happy times you've had so far,

The people you have met Will always be a part of life

You'll never quite forget... But ever better, brighter days

Are waiting just for you, So dream your dreams...

and start in now To make them all come true! -Unknown

A ray of hope...

Month One. 

Hi Mommy!
I am only 3/4 of an inch long,
But I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
Is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two.

Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here. 

Month Three.

You know what Mommy,
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too,
And I cry with you even though
You can't hear me.

Month Four.

Mommy,
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
And stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five.

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six.

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! Help me!

Month Seven.

Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me, Mommy?

Every abortion is just...

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak. 

If this made you cry, then imagine all those heartless girls in the world that don't give their babies a chance to live & know the world. It really crushes my heart to know that babies are KILLED everyday because their idiotic mothers don't want them. Instead of being a mother they turn into murderers.

It's wrong to end someone's life, it's even wronger to do it without their permission first. You and your 'significant other' made that baby, and it is life. Please don't throw that away like trash because you don't want the drama. This is a life, so do everything you can to protect and nurture it. If you don't want them then fine, give him/her to someone who will give him/her what they need. There are millions of couples in the WORLD who try and try to have a baby on their own, but aren't successful. Therefore, they turn to adoption...There's a quote that I heard through someone who was quoting our ex-president: Ronald Reagan. & he has all the truth to what he said: "I've noticed that everybody that is for abortion has already been born."

Make a change, & let a child live...