National Office for Post Abortion Reconciliation and Healing



	I Still Cry Sometimes I look at my two children, And I know there should be three. I still cry. Sometimes I see a family with two sons close in age with a daughter, And then I look at mine. I still cry. I know, Father, you have forgiven me because I took my pain to Christ, But how do I explain to him why I did this and why he had no life. The ball games lost, hunting, camping and all the long talks, Father -son times we never had. I still cry. I try not to think about it, I would give my life a hundred times over, to give him his. Oh, God, how I wish I could have held you as a baby and in your teens. I still cry. The pain I held so deep inside was way too much to bear, Through Jesus Christ and Reconciliation, inner -peace was there. But... I still cry. I know one day I'll hold you tight and look into your eyes, ‘Til then, my son, I love you. I still cry. To my son, Christian....love, dad JAD HUNTER March 2000 - May 20th, 2000 I knew the rainy evening Jad was conceived we were going to have a baby. I walked my fiancée to the door and kissed them both goodnight under a soft pale moon. There's no point here and now to reflect on those moments up until the abortion of our baby. Jad is not here, and that's all that matters. I will never hold him. I will never see what he looked like. I will never tickle his feet. I will never hear his laugh. I never be able to love him....Well, no that's not true. I do love him. I just will never be able to tell him and show him here on Earth...but someday, I still hope to find forgiveness for his Mother who did this without my knowledge. God knows how much I wanted Jad and how much I love him.... and that faith...will see me thru until the beautiful day I can tell Jad myself. . Home \| Women \| Aftermaths of Abortion \| Healing \| Fathers' Page Grandparents' Page \| Others Affected \| Project Rachels