The Fifth of July is always a complicated day for me.  Anniversaries–no matter what kind of anniversery–tend to remind you of the day that something took place.  My event took place on July 5th, 2006.  I was a month away from starting my senior year of high school.  I was dating a nerdy girl who I thought I was in love with.  For the two weeks prior to that date, I was in shock.  She was pregnant.  I didn’t know what to do.

I’ve written a lot about this situation.  If you haven’t read my full acount, it can be found here.  I have started a tradition of just writing out my thoughts on the anniversary of the abortion.  My thoughts evolve so much from year to year–even now.  Here is a link to what came out when I sat down to write today.

Jaccob: Year Six