I went to a New Years Eve Party when I was 13. I didn't know the mom of the girl who was having the party was supplying alcohol.
It was supposed to be just a sleepover.
A lot of people showed up and everyone started drinking. Being 13 I wanted to fit in. (I don't like alcohol) .
I don't remember what happened. I must have blacked out or maybe someone spiked my drink IDK.
I remember waking up in an abandoned house with broken windows in the middle of winter with no clothes on.
I knew something happened but I didn't know who.
I went home and didn't say anything to my parents, because I didn't want them to know I had been drinking.
I waited a few months before worrying about my period not showing up.
I didn't know what to do. I was scared. My parents were going to kill me, disown me, no matter what I would be a disappointment to them.
I talked to my brother's girlfriend and she was willing to go and talk to my parents with me.
It was the scariest day of my life.
My mom started crying, my dad went ranting through the house yelling who is the father??!!
I told him I didn't know. And to this day I still don't.
My parents gave me 2 options. Keep it or give it up for adoption.
I waited to the 8th month to decide to keep her.
My parents went out and baught the crib, stroller, highchair, clothes, diapers.....
And for the most part my mom was my daughters mom for the first 3-4 years.
My mom taught me how to be a mom, even though I believed I knew it all at that age.
What would I have done if my parents weren't as understanding as they were?
I was already past the first trimester so abortion wasn't even an option. And I felt then the way I do now about abortion.
It never would of been an option.
So adoption probably would have been the way I would of had to go.
My daughter is 43, I'm 57. and my grandson will be 19 in September.
I don't believe there will ever be great grandchildren as my grandson has autism and not very social.
But there have been many times in my life, if it had not been for her, my life could of been much worse, or not at all.
Because of her I left an abusive drug addicted relationship. Because of her I learned responsibilty and accountability.
And I have never had the option of having another child, even though I been married twice.
I believe children are a miracle from God, even when it happens from uncontrolled circumstances.
I believe God can take anything wrong and make it right.
I'm greatful for my parents. I wish the world was full of people like them.
They weren't happy, they were disappointed, but they were strong and willing to overcome the storm.
That's my story and why I believe the way I do.
Not everyone can share my story. Each person has their own mountains to climb.
I'm just sayin, it's easier when you don't have to climb them alone.
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