As I stopped to fill up gas today I saw a woman on the pay phone. She had a cigarette in one had and was doing a sad dance that told me she was in need of something, that unearthly need that comes only through addiction. The part that really upset me, made me feel a little sick even, was that she was pregnant, very very pregnant. I said a prayer for that child, and for all the people in the world who want children but can't have them for one reason or another. In bothers me that they live in their sorrow where others could care so little about a life that they poison it in the womb. It makes me thankful for Jesus to be sure. I don't have kids yet, but I want to one day. I want to love a child and be the best dad I can be. Deep down I feel very sad for any child that is brought into the world under such circumstances of drugs and health issues visited upon them by irresponsible people.
In my dark and cynical humor I thought to myself how difficult it is going to be for her to give birth with her head so far up her ass.
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I secretly hope people feel guilty whenever I walk by them when they are smoking, knowing that they are affecting my child even if for a brief minute. I don't think they do feel guilty though, otherwise they wouldn't do it.
Its sad to see that addiction can overpower the natural need to protect your child.
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