Today, the kids and I spent our second to last “just us” Sunday (SQUEE!) walking in the Walk Strong (Walk for Life) for our local ministry dedicated to offering support and education for women (and men) in difficult pregnancy situations. It was a very special day for me because a little over 7 years ago, I made my choice to have a very special ‘lil lady come into my life.
I made my choice that she wouldn’t be a statistic, “just another” one baby lost among 58 million aborted since 1973. I made my choice that I’d raise this ‘lil girl to become a woman who understood right from wrong. I made my choice to love her unconditionally. I am so glad I did.
Even more…today was ten years to the day that my world completely changed. The day that I realized men wouldn’t always be loving and kind. The day that physically changed me. I can’t say today was an easy day knowing this, but that means oh so very much. It’s been over 7 years since I freed myself of those chains. It’s been 10 years since I can call myself a survivor. I don’t mention this to stir up emotions, but to remind myself of my strength, the strength given to me when I was weak because God is strong. It meant a lot to walk strong today.
If you’d like to hear more about the organization that we walked for today, check out Life Choices. They’ve been a changer in lives of many people in my area, including mine. I can honestly say without the knowledge of this organization (through my dad), I am not 100% sure my choice would have been the same back in 2008. For this, I am so very, very thankful.