Strange. I always thought the very definition of love was a willingness to sacrifice anything for those you love, including your own life. That’s why the glue that binds a family isn’t their last name or even their ‘blood’. It’s love. I suspect that one must redefine love and call it abuse to make the claim that abortion is done out of love. The moral gymnastics required to justify killing one’s own children must be exhausting.

Posted by cultureshift

A plea to win the hearts of those who choose to dehumanize our development and undermine our right to live.

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