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Dear Mommy, I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been broken. I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existance. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off. Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap. He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion. I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.

Love,
Your Baby Girl

*~Please**Mommy**Please~*

This Page Is Dedicated To The Memory
Of All The Aborted Babies Throughout The World.
JESUS

He keeps watch over everyone.







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This is my Angel of Peace.
Her name is "Little Flower".
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Thank You Diann For All Your Help.
You Are An Angel As Well.
May God Continue To Watch Over You.

These are my adopted sisters.
They, too, are sleeping in Heaven.


They help keep watch over my babies.




These are my adopted children.
They were all aborted.
I adopted them as my own.
They are sleeping now
in the arms of Jesus.






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My babies are now 5 years old.
Happy Birthday to my precious angels.
I Love You.

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Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Marlene

Adopted: October 31,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!



Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Rebecca Ann

Adopted: November 3,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!



Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Elizabeth Marie

Adopted: November 3,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!



Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Kevin Lynn

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Paul Michael

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Diann Marie

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Casey Marie

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Johnny Wayne

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Life ~ What a
Beautiful Choice!

Joni Diane

Adopted: November 18,1999

Stop Abortion ~ Not A Beating Heart!

Where there is hope,

there is always an Angel nearby.






Give us a chance to live.
Please don't abort us.

We didn't ask to be brought here,
but now that we are, please give
us a chance at life.
A chance to live; to run and play;
A chance to love you every day.







PREBORN- 11 WEEKS AFTER CONCEPTION
HEART IS BEATING (SINCE 18-25 DAYS)
BRAIN WAVES HAVE BEEN RECORDED AT 40 DAYS
THE BABY SQUINTS, SWALLOWS, AND CAN MAKE A FIST
THE BABY HAS FINGERPRINTS AND CAN KICK
THE BABY IS SENSITIVE TO HEAT, TOUCH, LIGHT AND NOISE
THE BABY SUCKS HIS OR HER THUMB
ALL BODY SYSTEMS ARE WORKING
THE BABY WEIGHS ABOUT 1 OUNCE AND IS 2 1/2 TO 3 INCHES LONG
THE BABY COULD FIT COMFORTABLY IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND

"Thine eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Thy book they were all written,
the days that were ordained for me, when yet there was not one of them.
Wonderful are Thy works and my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from Thee, when I was made in secret.
And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth."

Psalms 139:15,16



GOD BLESS YOU AND ALL THE BABIES THAT ARE SLEEPING IN THEIR MOTHER'S WOMBS








Prayer for the Helpless Unborn

Heavenly Father, You create people in Your own image, and You desire that not even the least among us should perish. In Your love for us,You entrusted Your only Son to the Holy Virgin Mary. Now in Your love, protect against the wickedness of the devil those little ones to whom You have given the gift of life. Help these mothers to not be swayed by other people and see this new life as a gift from you. Let them give this child the same chance that they had, a chance at "LIFE". In Jesus Name----Amen



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NorthCoast Bluegrass


This song is used by permission from
Mr. Dan Spence, Mr. Wes Homner and
All The NorthCoast Bluegrass Band.

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NorthCoast Bluegrass


Please Mommy Please


A Slow mournful ballad with recitation as an
aborted child speaks to it's mother from heaven.


Please Mommy Please








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16 July, 2004
5:32 P.M.