I was 38 years old, and my girlfriend at the time was 27. A friend of mine from work got us together, a little bit of a blind date that actually worked out. She was a pharmacy tech at the Costco, and I was a local truck driver driving primarily the Northwest but I would be home every few days. We were together for about 7 months when she told me that she was pregnant. The first thing I asked was “are you sure?” But she positive, she even had an ultrasound the day before and found out that she was 7 weeks 5 days pregnant. I have never been married, and I have no children, so for me this felt kinda awesome. I had a nice house, a good career, and a hecka of nice truck! She even made the comment that I would have to sell my truck, lol! I of course told her I would find another way on making the money, no way would I EVER sell that truck. I told my friend who hooked us up about the news, and he congratulated me. I didn’t tell anybody else yet, and I am not sure why that is, but I was thinking about how I would tell my mom that she would be a grandma. It was a few days later where things started to get quit. I felt uneasy about it, but I wasn’t completely worried about it. I came back from a trip up north, met up with my girlfriend as usual, and she wanted to talk. We were sitting at her living room table, and she told me that she thought it wasn’t the right time for all of this. That she was planning on moving to Redlands, California for a better paying job before this pregnancy happened, and she didn’t want something to keep her away from that. She told me that I am never around that much anyway and she didn’t want to be a “BURDEN.” And she told me that “HER MOM” told her that she should wait until she got her feet grounded before she started thinking about a family. Arguments happened over the next few days, me telling her that we can make it work and that I will do what’s needed, and her arguing in return saying that she doesn’t want this and that it’s her CHOICE. A couple days later and we get together again, and I remain calm this time, and she tells that she had an abortion before and that she would prefer having an abortion again. She doesn’t want to have a baby, and it’s nothing against me, but it’s just something she doesn’t want. In the end I just stopped fighting. I went from fun and happiness to sadness and dread all within a week. I told her I would help her out with her decision, and I guess I said this because I felt sorry for her. An appointment was made 11 days out, a day that would work around her schedule. For me I was thinking that maybe she would change her mind. Maybe I could somehow bump up my greatness and make her see that I am a nice guy and that maybe she would think otherwise. But that never happened, in fact she barely talked to me for those 11 days. It was June 11th, 2018, she was 10 weeks 5 days pregnant when I took her to a clinic in Redding, California. The time was 10:45am. All it was was a house on the corner with a fence surrounding it, you would never ever expect that it was an abortion clinic. But I dropped her off, and told her to call me when she was ready. I was in my truck at the Wal-Mart just down the road, trying not to imagine what was going on, and also trying to understand why all this happened so fast.. I remember the joke about the truck, her telling me that I’ll have to sell my truck, and me telling her NO WAY! I was sitting in that truck, and I thought that maybe if I had sold it last week that she would have changed her mind. She called me at 2:20pm, I picked her up, and she was obviously very different. I could tell that she had been crying, but she acted like everything was good. No words were exchanged for the 2 hour trip back home, all you could hear in the truck was some music from SiriusXM radio. I got her back to her place, she told me not to get out and that she would call me later. As I was leaving I noticed her mom coming out of her house, her mom waiting for her to come home. I tried calling her a few times. No response. She would text me saying “I can’t do this anymore, i’m not interested.” her mom would text me the next morning and say “please respect my daughters decision thank you.” And that was it. A relationship that nearly lasted 8 months but it all ended because of a pregnancy that ended in abortion. What more can I say???? I looked up the info on webmd on what a fetus looks like at 10 weeks 5 days. Looks and acts like a baby, arms and legs, fingers and toes. My name is Wayland, I am 41 years old, and my child was lost because of abortion. You can’t argue the truth.