Each time one of you loses a baby, early or late in the process, it makes me really sad. I know how I felt when it happened to me--as though someone I loved dearly, for years and years, had passed on. I know the gospel. I know that there is a plan. I have faith that the best thing happens. However, I still mourn. Forgive my mother's heart. I love you all. I am glad that each of you lived, grew up and gave me more people to love and more to worry about.
To one of my least critical children, though there are several of you, thank you for your private response and your understanding.
I am actually the one in mourning. I feel very sad.
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