"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"There is a common misconception that the mom who miscarries is a very different person than the woman who aborts, but I'm here to say there is no difference. I am both of those women."
"I’ll never forget that day as I watched in horror as a doctor dismembered and removed the baby’s bloody limbs—and I had to account for all the pieces.”
