The 4th of July is always a weird time for me. It is the day I got pregnant with my aborted son. How do I know? For some reason I have always remembered exactly when it happened..it is as if I always knew.
Of course, in the past I hated the 4th…it is what I speak of as an abortion connector, but as I came to healing it has changed. Instead of causing me pain and grief, it has turned into a day when I feel especially close to Joshua…crazy as it may seem, even a celebration of his creation…
Yes,God can bring peace and good out of those things that hurt before…He is amazing
Reclaiming Our Children: A Blog About Healing After Abortion 
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