"Forgive me for denying your life, for not giving you the chance to live. I want you to know that I did it, not because I didn't love you; honestly, I don't know why I did it. I think I was afraid of facing reality, or maybe it was cowardice not to defend what I felt. I always loved you; my mistake was letting others decide for me and letting myself be carried away by 'what people will say.' At some point, I felt that if I had you, I wouldn't progress, that my goals would stagnate and my life would end. What I didn't know was that my life was just beginning because my life was coming with yours. YOU are and will always be my life! I am so sorry and regret it so much that if I could make a wish, I would ask for you to come back to me. I really want to hug you and know who you would resemble, what things you would like and dislike, know everything about you... You are in every beat of my heart, in every step, in every sigh, in every song; I always carry you with me. Love, your mom forever."
— María (letter to her unborn baby)