my husband ran away with a very young woman, leaving me with 4 children to raise alone. the oldest was 8.

when i found out i was pregnant, we both agreed that having a baby was not an option.

i have no children; i never wanted to have children and i have never felt anything but proud of having the courage of my convictions.

i know it's irrational, but every morning i woke terrified that abortion had become illegal overnight!

as a single mom with three children and very little, if any, help from their father i found i was pregnant again.

the worst part about having had an abortion (thankfully a legal one) is that at age 64 i still don't want to use my name.