This makes for sobering reading and I can imagine how the heart breaking memories are even more vivid at this time of the year. Since becoming a grandparent, I like most of us, I imagine, have become even more sensitised to the tragedy of a child's death.It was always something to be feared but in a theoretical way.
The intensity of my love for my grandchildren has made me realise how I neglected my own parents and their sorrow when we lost our first baby aged 24 days, 40 years ago. I was so wrapped up in my own grief that I never stopped to think how his grandparents were suffering - twice over, once on our behalf but also on ther own, having lost a much wanted grandson before they could even get to know him properly. At times like these we remember the precious gift of a healthy baby, the gift of a safe delivery and know that we must never take these precious gifts for granted.
Thank you aka for sharing this with us, all the more so when you and your family must be reliving the pain of those dark days .(
seem so inadequate, but anyway xx)