Why do I feel compelled to keep it quiet with just us 2? Maybe because so few others have said much more than they are sorry. It makes me feel like I am exagerating, but I can't help but recognise that I would probably have been the same. I didn't realise that losing such a small life would have such a big impact, I thought it made it easier if you had never touched them with your hand or seen their eyes look into yours. It makes me feel so bereft!