I will start this out by saying that my post has little to do with abortion...But everything to do with life and death and living again. One on hear has chosen to make accusations against me and I have chosen today to clear up the accusations. On july 2, 2001 I left my house at 7 a.M. With my 15 year old son and my 10 month old son to take my mother to the Dr. They had found a mass in her lung and we were going to find out what they thought it was. I left my 5 year old home with my husband as they were going to go buy fireworks. At 8 a.M. We found out that my mother had cancer of the lung and that she would have to have a pneumonectomy....Removal of the entire lung. I called my husband and he said to stay with my mother as long as need be....That we would all get through this. I did stay with my mom. I took her home and we talked, fixed lunch and then I started home. I had tried to call my husband several times but there was no answer...I figured he was out buying fireworks. When I arrived at my house around 1 p.M....My five year old met me at the door saying..."daddy is dead." I ran in to find that my husband was laying on the floor dead. My poor five year old had been with him all this time. My husband was getting ready to go buy fireworks and he had told my son not to answer the phone or go outside while he was getting ready. My son said all he heard was his daddy yell "ouch" and when he went in to see what was going on...His daddy was already dead....My son did his best to revive my husband....And he did just as he was told until I got there. He stayed in the house and didn't answer the phone. The official cause of death was a a berry aneurysm located at the base of the brain that he had most likely had since birth. He was dead before he hit the floor. Following this situation my mother had her surgery, had radiation, chemo, and still we eventually lost her on dec. 22, 2002. After all this death I needed to think about life. I needed to support life and I needed to fight for life....And that is exactly what I do. I don't judge women for getting pregnant or even for having abortions.....But if I can help one woman who is unsure about having an abortion find a way to preserve life....Then yes....I will do it in a heart beat. I don't care a hoot what one individual on here thinks of me....But I do rather like the rest of you...And I am a little sick of being called a husband killer...Since I loved mine so much. I would hate to think any one of you actually believed lolbaha's sick drivel. The reason I chose today to tell this story? Because today is my wedding anniversary....And even though it has been five years since he died....I still miss him like it was yesterday.