Have you ever taken the word pro-life and thought the meaning of it? When you look up the definition of pro-life, you get “opposed to abortion”. But being opposed to abortion is not being pro-life. There is so much more to pro-life than just being opposed to abortion. Growing up, I never thought more to those words of pro-life than that simple definition; one opposed to abortion. I believe millions of people think the same. But LIFE has shown me that meaning is so much more.
When you come to think of it, the word itself is just odd. PRO-LIFE. Someone who supports LIFE. I never met someone who was dead being pro-life? I mean if you are breathing chances are you are pro-life (yes, we have sadly the exception of millions who take their own life and its a sadness of its own).
But I never thought in my life that being pro-life, an openness to LIFE also meant having an openness to DEATH. This openness of death didn’t really hit home to me until the death of my third child. Losing an unborn child is no stroll in the park at whatever stage that child is developing. I have lost two children borderline of the first and second trimester which one resulted in an emergency D&C and the other a natural passing of the baby at home.
However, when I experienced my third loss of my unborn baby late in the second trimester, I experience a different meaning of being pro-life/openness to life. I had to deliver this silent baby into my arms for a short time but forever in my heart. God’s love and presences during one of the 2 hardest times in my life (so far) were so overwhelmingly beautiful. This occurred during the start of Holy Week 2012 and to unit my suffering of losing my son with Mary was a gift in many ways from God.
I learn the hardest way that being open to life meant I had to be open to death. It meant that I had to be open to the idea that my unborn baby might not see this side of the earth but they would see greater beauty, truth, and love.
It was only 16 months later, that I had to experiences this openness to death yet again after losing another sweet baby boy, Juan Diego (his due date was December 12th). During this time, I had come across a book that had a great impact of my healing beside God’s grace and prayers from family and friends, After Miscarriage: A Catholic Woman’s Companion to Healing & Hope. Words have such power to bring healing and comfort to others and the stories and comfort in this book were amazing.
With the love of Christ,
Maria Cecilia @HairBows4Life