Thank you Anne, for your heart-felt response, and sharing of your story. I lost the only pregnancy I was able to achieve at an early stage, but the estimated birth date is still imprinted in my mind, and I think of the never-was child when I see my young niece and nephew playing. I saw a play reading in the last few days about stillbirth (after I had written the piece) and at the end they invited women who had suffered a loss to step forward and release a white balloon. I found myself stepping out on stage to take one, and for the first time released my own white balloon, with the name of the child held deep in my mind.