Anyone out there not like birthdays? If I could see you I'd bet a lot of hands would go up. The "birthday that wasn't" is sure to cloud a lot of our celebrating.
It took me years to recognize that I hated the thought of celebrating my birthday because I had denied my son the chance to celebrate his. It just was not on my radar screen.
When I finally connected the dots , or as I now call them, identified the "abortion connector", it made perfect sense to me why my own birthday would not be a cause for celebration. Why should I have a "Happy Birthday"?
As I have healed I am able to separate the two…life is a gift from God to be celebrated…the date of the birth is not as significant as the life of the unique person created by God.
Joshua may not be here on earth, but he still is that unique person . A person who has, more than anyone else, taught me about love and life.
Reclaiming Our Children: A Blog About Healing After Abortion 
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