Lightfoot: A look back into the future

Have you ever felt as if you were very blessed? I know some folks might say “lucky” instead of blessed, but I don’t believe in luck. Things happen for a reason. A reason that only God knows. I was blessed to have taken my first breath in the Florence Crittenden Home for Unwed Mothers in Sioux City, Iowa almost exactly one year before the outbreak of World War II. My birth mother thought my life was just as important as hers. At the age of 19, she knew she was not in a position to raise a child. That left her two choices: have me aborted or put me up for adoption. She chose the latter, rather than going through life carrying the load of two bad choices and mistakes. A wonderful farm couple who were unable to have children gave me a fantastic home and upbringing. Luck? I don’t think so.