Creative Minority Reader: Patricia's Story: Planned Parenthood and the Body Parts

A horrible story with a conversion story happy ending (thank God.) But it's pretty horrible, I warn you.

My name is Patricia. I have the best childhood memories. The only thing missing in our family was God. We never went to Mass on Sundays, never read the bible, and I had no idea how to pray the rosary. Since we didn’t have a strong religious foundation in our family, my mother practiced new-age beliefs and my parent’s marriage (and our family) fell apart. My parents divorced and my younger brother and I decided to live with our father. The divorce deeply wounded us all.