My dear friend lost something precious recently and I can only stand aside and watch her pain. I have felt a similar pain when I lost my baby. It seems so long ago and yet this brings those feelings rushing back in. The ache, the tears, the loss.

My situation is different in that I did not want another child and was not trying to get preggers in the first place. I lost the only child I would ever conceive. I think that is why I try to stay so busy because sometimes at night I can't stop thinking about what might have been...I imagine what it would have been to see my child grow up. I wonder if I should adopt. Then I get busy with school and clients and friends and dating and let that thought drift away on the wind until next time.

I know sure as the sun will come out that my dear sweet friend will conceive again. I also know that her little gift will not be replaced or forgotten. I wish I could give her advice or tell her that this too shall pass, but really it never does. You never forget the little life inside you and I don't want to.

What I want for Smug....to give her lots of love and hugs and comfort. The things that I really never got enough of when I lost my little one.

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