Reclaiming Our Children: A Blog About Healing After Abortion

By Martha Schaale

When I was growing up, my home was a very chaotic home. My father
was a very abusive man. He was a very angry man. He drank. I grew up
very frightened of my father. I can remember at nights when I would be
in my bedroom and my younger sister and I would share a bed together.
Outside of our bedroom wall, we would hear the fighting, the arguing
taking place. We would be so frightened as little children. I can
remember us holding one another and just crying together because we
were so frightened.

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