I've carried this song around for a while and it really speaks to me and all that I've gone through. It captures how I feel about Grace and where she is now, where she's been since all those years ago, what I picture her to be know and how my journey has gone since losing her. I can't write much more about it right now. I'll let the music and pictures speak for me.
The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.
Beautiful..
ReplyDeleteThank you Debbie. It's been resonating with me for a while.
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