In former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton’s first video appearance since the inauguration of President Donald J. Trump, she announced that “the future is female.” Specifically, she extolled the virtues of last month’s women’s marches as “setting an example for every girl and woman out there.”

But what example would that be, exactly?

People need to come to terms with one fact: There is no do-over after an abortion.

First, she characterized the march as a means of “galvanizing women across the country and the world” to greater success, even insofar as “break[ing] that glass ceiling.” And in doing so, incongruously referred to her own failed bid to the presidency of the United States. So, at present she may have lots of money — but no future as the most powerful leader in the world.

Second, the advent of the women’s movement and its pro-abortion stance beginning in the 1960s ushered America into an era of unforeseen consequences. The movement not only supported but encouraged women to be chic and free — unencumbered by the “inconvenience” of pregnancy. As a mom, I certainly would not want to raise my son with the example of viewing pregnancy as merely “an event” easily solved to enable the pursuit of self-enrichment in whatever form.

Third, what does the choice to abort a child have to do with obtaining a more successful career, even if one woman eventually breaks the glass ceiling? Countless women have experienced the exact opposite of “a wonderful life” — after an abortion.

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For example, my sister and our family learned this lesson the hard way. As kids growing up in a small northern New Jersey town, my sister and I were raised by our parents as High Episcopalians. And our faith was of supreme importance as part of our entire family dynamic. As a result, the idea of killing an unborn child, even after its national legalization in Roe v. Wade, was absolutely unthinkable.

Nonetheless, when my sister was 20 years old, her on-again-off-again relationship with a college pal resulted in an unexpected pregnancy. She secretly opted for an abortion with her gynecologist in New York City. But one thing went awry. After the abortion, my sister asked her doctor — “Was it a boy?” His blasé answer of “yes” unfortunately ignored the plight of a young woman who had clearly seen the life growing within her as a human being.

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Moreover, with no one to guide and protect my sister’s fragile state of mind at the time, she spiraled out of control with alcohol abuse to anesthetize the regret, guilt, and depression that followed for over a decade. Our family did not see the early signs of substance abuse as a result of the abortion because she attended college on the West Coast. But her excessive alcohol consumption could not be hidden during family gatherings at Easter and Christmas.

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One Easter vacation, my sister and I traveled to our parents’ condo in Palm Beach, Florida. Fortunately, it became the breakthrough moment for her — and for me. I was awakened in the middle of the night when she grabbed me by my arm and cried out — “Help me down from the cliff!”

Refusing any offer for medical aid, my sister accepted an alternative to deal with her night terror. Her love for classical music had always been profound, so I played a CD of Dvorak’s New World Symphony No. 5 — one of her favorites. Within the first few bars, her breathing slowed, she began to relax — and all was well again.

Still, my sister needed to come to terms with the fact that there is no do-over option after an abortion. And not until my sister joined AA did she begin to rebuild her life — which took all the strength and courage she had in mind, body and soul.

In her 30s, she married and gave birth to two healthy girls, who are vivid examples of her great parenting as well as their own principled, successful lives. Still, despite the happy ending, she understands the burden that must be shouldered throughout her ongoing years of sobriety. She lives each day with come-and-go tinges of remorse and sadness. Weekly AA meetings and calls to her sponsor as needed remain her lifeline to this day.

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So what kind of “future for females” is Hillary Clinton talking about that applies globally to all girls and women? Essentially, her clarion call that “the future is female” is a non-sequitur as it rests upon a premise that is false: Namely, the future cannot be female when the cultural preference worldwide typically seeks the birth of males over females.

I recall former first lady Hillary Rodham Clinton’s smiling presence in the Rose Garden at the White House when Ruth Bader Ginsburg became President Bill Clinton’s newly appointed associate justice to the United States Supreme Court. What struck me then, and still now, was Justice Ginsburg’s statement that she hoped one day a newborn baby girl would be as welcomed into the world as a newborn baby boy.

The truth is America is still a nation under God.

Right. It wasn’t a secret years ago, and neither is it today, that in this country and worldwide, the preference for a male outweighs the desire for a girl. So the future can never be female as long as abortion proliferates. Girls — who are aborted over the cultural preference for newborn boys — will never have any chance at a future let alone the one Hillary Clinton envisions.

And let us not forget, Hillary Clinton failed to convince the American people that her entire vision for our country, including a pro-abortion stance, made her worthy of election as president. Moreover, I pause at the mere thought of those who continue to follow Hillary Clinton’s pro-abortion dogma in the absence of an ability to discern the truth from a lie.

The truth is that America is still a nation under God.

And based upon that rock of Christian faith, there is no truth for millions of women like my sister when they tragically choose to kill the future life of a baby girl — or a baby boy.

The author, a retired attorney, is a published poet, writer, and columnist based in Arizona.