My dear pal Lizz Winstead has graciously allowed us to share this with you. It is her personal story about having an abortion when she was 16.
“You’ve got a life to think about now.”
“What about my life? What are my choices??… I have pom-poms in my room! I can’t be a mom!”
“Remember Lizz, it’s mommy or murder.”
“I felt so alone…. How could she be pro-life when she wasn’t pro-my-life? That wasn’t pro-life, that was profane.”