It was my decision and I made the choice for a lot reasons. I owned my own house. I made very good money. I could afford to raise a child myself. But the main reason I choose to have her is because I loved the man.
I knew he wouldn't want it, and I knew it meant the end of it. But there was always that hope that maybe he'd change his mind and come around to the idea. But he never did.
He'd be almost 60 now. If he showed up at my door, I'd let him in. But he won't show up. His loss.
I'm so sorry. You seem to have a very faithful heart.