OCTOBER 5-- Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet, I am as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have blond hair and blue eyes. Just about everything is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers.
OCTOBER 19-- Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. My mother is. And I am.
OCTOBER 23-- My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a
year or so I shall be laughing and later talking. I know what my first
word will be: MAMA.
OCTOBER 25-- My heart began to beat today
all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life
without ever stopping to rest! And after many years it will tire. It
will stop, and then I shall die.
NOVEMBER 2-- I am growing a
bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. But I have
to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my
mother's arms, before these little arms will be able to gather flowers
and embrace my father.
NOVEMBER 12-- Tiny fingers are
beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small They are! I'll be able to
stroke my mother's hair with them.
NOVEMBER 20-- It wasn't
until today that the doctor told mommy that I am living here under her
heart. Oh, how happy she must be! Are you happy, Mama?
NOVEMBER 25-- My mommy and daddy are probably thinking about a name for
me. But they don't even know that I am a little girl. I want to be
called Kathy. I am getting so big already.
DECEMBER 10-- My hair is growing. It is smooth and bright and shiny. I wonder what kind of hair mommy has.
DECEMBER 13-- I am just about able to see. It is dark around me. When
mommy brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and flowers.
But what I want more than anything is to see my mommy's face. What do
you look like, mommy?
DECEMBER 24-- I wonder if mommy hears
the whispering of my heart? Some children come into the world a little
sick. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly: tup-tup,
tup-tup. You'll have a healthy little daughter, mom!
happening? I hear noise. I feel something sharp and it hurts! Oh how it
hurts me! NO, Mommy NO! Oh Mommy! Please, Mommy! I'll be good for you!
Please love me, Mommy! Things are black and the pain is gone now.
DECEMBER 28--Today my Mother killed me!
Over there I see a great light! Oh! Hello, JESUS!
Source: One Man's View