<p>It doesn&#39;t make sense. </p><p>The loss of a child never makes sense, even if that baby isn&#39;t your own. </p><p>I know that being a parent is full of risks - that despite all the joy it brings, you never get to relax. I know that a mother&#39;s heart gets broken many times. Your heart becomes stronger and more fragile all at once. Every time one of my children gets hurt, I hurt. Every disappointment they experience becomes my own. I hold my breath at every OB visit, because I know that life - even the one growing so fiercely in my womb - is precious and fragile and there is only so much we can control.</p><p>And that&#39;s only my children. There are so many children in the world, so many mothers who are as strong and fragile as I am. Their pain becomes my own too. </p><p>This week <a href="http://remembermaddie.com/">two</a> beautiful <a href="http://gorillabuns.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/04/thalon-bruce-myers.html">babies</a> passed away. I never met them, but I know they were loved because I read their mother&#39;s words. And now they are gone.</p><p>It doesn&#39;t make sense. </p><p>Please, share a thought or a prayer with the families left behind. And if you can, consider<span style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;hosted_button_id=4687777">donating to the fund</a><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> Thalon&#39;s</span> </span><a href="http://whoorl.com/archives/1669">friends</a><span style="font-family: Georgia;"> have set up. </span></p>
