Although I was a young, clueless, goal-less, college drop-out, responsibility-dodging party girl who found herself accidentally pregnant, I no-showed for my appointment at the abortion clinic in December 1983. I discovered I was more terrified of what going through with it would do to my life than I was of what a baby would do to my life.
That missed appointment turned out to be this fine young man and I've been grateful everyday since.
