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Guest column/How we can receive, give love

March 18, 2012
Weirton Daily Times

At least once or twice a month, I read a letter to the editor that is pro or con on abortion.

In each line there is so much anger and venom. There area so many misinformed writers stating overpopulation issues, right of choice situations, no time or money for a child or just fear of having a baby.

But there is the other side of abortion. It is the side of being a women who wants to experience the miracle of life.

Sometimes she has a few children, sometimes a large family. We don't have the fear of being a wife or mother. I am not one to judge others. That judgment goes only to a higher power at the end of days.

As many parents look at their children, they believe each one is the most beautiful of this earth.

There was a time in my life when my world was a happy place. There were six children in the lives of my husband and I. We spent so much time together, feeding them, changing their diapers, playing with them and watching them grow in mind and body.

We spent many evenings rocking them to sleep as we sang lullabies. While watching their faces and holding their warm, soft little hands, they would look up and whisper, "I love you."

The thrill of seeing them take their first steps was a wonderful journey through the living room, into the kitchen and on to their rooms so I could put them in their cribs. They would applaud for themselves as they accomplished something on their own.

The joy of having six small human beings in my life was the warmest feeling a woman can experience.

It wasn't a bother to spend five or 10 minutes sterilizing bottles or a few minutes changing diapers. It wasn't a hardship to wipe little noses or help them when they had a tummy ache. There wasn't any fear of having too many children in my care.

I was a wife to a very loving, caring man, and a other who needed to have children around me. Their kisses mean the ultimate love of a child. Their hugs, the most precious bonding a parent can have.

As they grew older, each day became more complete.

Then came the day my happiness was gone. They were all in a car together, visiting a family member so many miles away. Six children - an auto accident. I could never hold them in my arms again. I would never be able to sing the songs I had shared with them.

They were my heart and my soul, and the very being of my life. I know there are many women in the world who don't want children. I can't imagine them missing out on the most precious love one can possibly have.

The hurt of the loss will always be with me, but one thing I will always remember is the greatest love a person can have, even if it seems like a moment in time.

If everyone could find a true love in this world like I had with my late husband, if everyone could find the love of a child, you would understand that it isn't a fearful thing to be a woman.

This is the other side of abortion, the true story of how very much we can give and receive so much love.

(Hauber is a resident of Piney Fork.)

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