A tiny grain of rice

We saw the new baby on Friday. So tiny, yet still the beating of a heart. It was proof enough to me that life begins at conception. The heart is the center of all bodies, you can't survive without one. Even a faulty one, or one that can't love, keeps the host alive and makes them real. Don't let this sentiment confuse you, I am still fully Pro-Choice on the topic of abortion. I believe there are times when it's less cruel than the alternatives. But I saw life in me. Life as small as a tiny grain of rice.....