What is it like to lose a child? I always used to say that I could never imagine it. Now I don’t have to, I live it everyday. If I had to try and make someone understand I would say this. One day you see everything in color. Bright, vivid, in your face color. Then, in a split second you lose that. All of your world, and everything in it, is now in black and white. The days are either good or bad. No in between, no middle, just up or down.
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