Fifty long years of prayer.

Goodbye, Roe.

It’s nice to have been given life.

“I wasn’t very excited when I found out I was pregnant with you,” my mom told me once, many years ago. I can’t remember how we got on the subject, but it was the first time I’d heard it.

My initial reaction was I probably should tell my sister, who insisted that as the baby of the family, I was spoiled, something she bel…