Heart of Gold

In my position at WIC, I meet a lot of women who have had abortions. When I interview pregnant women to obtain their health and diet history, I need to ask about previous pregnancies. Many times a woman will admit to an abortion as if she were just telling me that she brushes her teeth, in other words, it seems to be a commonplace, ordinary event in her life. I pray that the casual manner in which they speak of their abortions belies a grieving heart for the loss of their child’s life. Because this seems to be a fairly common experience in my counseling sessions, I am delightfully surprised when I hear someone speak of the life growing within her in a loving fashion...

Phyllis was 39 years old and spoke loudly and a bit crudely. When I called her into my office, she attempted a joke to keep the spirit light. Unfortunately, it was over my head, I didn’t get it. Her loud and brassy talk intimidated me and I worried a bit that it was going to be an uncomfortable session, I wasn't feeling any warm or fuzzy feelings towards her based upon my first impression. But before long, she settled down and once she began her story, I was intimidated no more.

“I have the perfect family”, she said, “a son and a daughter. They are both in college and out of the house. This pregnancy wasn’t supposed to happen, but the rubber broke. I don’t want this baby and I’m not attached to it yet, but I’m not a baby-killer. I already walked the road of the single mother, and I did it successfully, but now it’s my time and I don’t want to start all over again. I can do 9 months, but I can’t do 18 years, so I’m going to stay healthy and take care of this baby for now, and after it’s born, I’m going to give it up for adoption.”

I just about kissed her! What a loving and generous attitude she had! What a loving and generous person she was! Had I simply listened to her crass way of speaking, I might have easily misjudged her, but under that brash exterior was a heart of gold, a heart that made the choice for life. I am so proud of Phyllis because I know it won’t be easy for her to place that little life in another woman’s arms, but perhaps her bold spirit will help to ease the experience for her. I am thankful to God for allowing me to be a witness to Phyllis’ generosity because it inspires me and encourages me to continue on even during the most difficult days.

Thank you God, for women who are open to the gift of life, no matter how it may inconvenience them. Amen.