Thank you to that doctor

I was in a bad place mentally and emotionally when I found myself pregnant after birth control failure. It was the easiest decision of my life, because I wasn’t not in a position to be a mother at that time. I don’t remember much now, but I remember the doctor. I remember the older Black man who performed my abortion and how he talked to me and asked about my hopes and dreams. I want to thank him. And I want him to know that now, 6 years later, I finished graduate school and I’m about to become a mom. All thanks to the care he gave to me that day.