Let Mother’s Day Be a Reminder of Divine Mercy
Mother’s Day can be hard for those of us who have experienced abortion.
I can remember cringing when the priest would ask for moms to stand up for a blessing and be acknowledged in church at Sunday Mass. Sure, I had living children, so I felt I had to stand, but I did not think I deserved the blessing and could not shake the feelings of guilt and despair when thinking of my son Joshua, whom I had aborted as a teen.
Our faith teaches that sin affects us all. Our behaviors are influenced by our experiences and there are consequences for our sins. The consequences of my sin, especially one as serious as abortion, touched countless numbers of people, and even society as a whole — only I did not realize it.
I remember one Mother’s Day when I walked around town for hours with my two young sons, unable to stop crying. At the time I had no idea that it was because of the empty space of my son through abortion. I was so unaware of the multiple ways my abortion had affected my life, but it had touched every aspect.
But it was not just my life that was affected, but the lives of all I touched. My family, who pressured me to abort. The poor choices I continued to make because of my self-hatred. Even my living sons, who lived with a mom unable to get to healing then.
But the story does not end there.
