God Made Tramp Stamp

   I was sitting in my car outside the Planned Parenthood clinic on South Street in Lincoln, Nebraska.  It was the Friday before Halloween and there were seven days left of 40 days for life. I was quietly praying and had no intention of getting out of my car until I looked up at my sunroof and took a double take.  The dark leaves of the tree set the background. The sun was at just the right angle.  The sun showcased an imprint of a newborn baby footprint on the sunroof of my car. It looked as if a baby had stepped right onto my sunroof.  I later compared the imprint to my son's newborn footprint and they were the same size.  About three inches. Newborn footprint on the sunroof of my car  While I had no intention of getting out of my car, I was too freaked out by my infant "visitor" to remain seated.  I got out of the car not knowing what to make of the sign.  Should I tell someone?  There was only...

I walked into the Des Moines, Iowa Planned Parenthood on September 1, 1988 and underwent an abortion. I never thought I may one day need my medical records from that place.  I wasn't thinking of much other than hope that Planned Parenthood could get rid of my "problem pregnancy."  I had gone all summer suspecting I was pregnant but quickly dismissed the possibility.  After all, I had just started birth control pills I had obtained from the Fort Dodge, Iowa Planned Parenthood in May of that year. Ten years ago, I was able to obtain my records from Planned Parenthood in Fort Dodge, Iowa.  But when I called to get my records from the Des Moines Planned Parenthood where I had my abortion, there were no records of me ever being a client there.  I was transferred to the manager of  Planned Parenthood.  I asked him, "if I was a client in 1988, would I be in your computer system?  He said, "yes you should be in the com...