She was never cherished in any way, actually, she was never even thought of, on any particular day, or night. The thoughts people did have, were never good ones. They were just thinking of more ways to get rid of her, wondering who they could pass her along to now?? Her own thoughts were filled with pain, sadness, and the occasional suicidal thought. The main thought, that totally consumed her, would anyone ever love her, anyone?? One night, she received her answer. Yes, Denise, I do love you, will love you, have loved you, and will continue to forever love you. You are my cherished daughter, I created you. Why do you think I did not let those abortion pills your mom took work? Because you belong to me, I am Your proud Father. No disease that you have, or will ever have, no strokes, and no heart attack, will stop me from loving you. Cherished you are, and cherished you will be!