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Of course we understand. Joy is sweeter because of the bitterness of loss, always an implied threat with our loved ones, our hostages to fortune. I'm in bird rescue, and our little ones are so fragile, and we lose so many for unknown reasons, and so many have died in my hands. And sometimes it really is my fault, something I didn't know or didn't remember, or didn't think to do... I still ache for my special ones but I have to keep on going because there are more that need me. I can only imagine the pain of a parent who has lost a child; the pain of a parent whose carelessness has killed a child; so we can only put it in perspective and say this is life, this is my life, this is what I have, this is what I can do, this is what I will do, and it is good. Enjoy your little one.
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