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[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

He would have been 7 today...

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[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

Child?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

My son. [She nods.]

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I lost my daughter--I know how hard it is. If you don't mind me asking, how long ago did you lose him?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

7 years... [Her voice cracks a little, and she shrugs.] Still hurts. Every year. Just as much.

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

*She holds out a tentative hand.* I know. But...I don't know about you, but for me it's almost better if it stays that way. It...keeps them with you. They don't fade.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

[She takes the hand, squeezing it.] I never even got-...I would have given anything to hear him cry. Just once.

How-...long ago was it? For you?

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

*She's not so good with words, but she gives what comfort she can.*

I...I think I was luckier than you. I had my daughter until she was five. She would have been eleven this past spring. It's only been six years, but sometimes it feels like twenty, and others like it was two days ago.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

Makes you feel so much older, the pain. [She laughs, bitterly.] I used to...I used to think it wasn't-...possible. That a 16 year old couldn't possibly-...that I shouldn't have the capacity to hurt that badly.

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

At that age, you shouldn't. Losing a child--it's never easy, it's never fair, but God, that's so young. Did you...did you at least get to hold him, even once?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

All day. [She smiles, then, but it's broken.] He was so soft and he-...still smelled like newborn baby. And I sang to him and-...He was absolutely beautiful. Just...just perfect.

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

They always are. Every day, however long you have them, they're perfect.

[ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com]

It's a shame when children die.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

[She just nods.]

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

Child?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

My son. [She nods.]

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I lost my daughter--I know how hard it is. If you don't mind me asking, how long ago did you lose him?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

7 years... [Her voice cracks a little, and she shrugs.] Still hurts. Every year. Just as much.

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

*She holds out a tentative hand.* I know. But...I don't know about you, but for me it's almost better if it stays that way. It...keeps them with you. They don't fade.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

[She takes the hand, squeezing it.] I never even got-...I would have given anything to hear him cry. Just once.

How-...long ago was it? For you?

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

*She's not so good with words, but she gives what comfort she can.*

I...I think I was luckier than you. I had my daughter until she was five. She would have been eleven this past spring. It's only been six years, but sometimes it feels like twenty, and others like it was two days ago.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

Makes you feel so much older, the pain. [She laughs, bitterly.] I used to...I used to think it wasn't-...possible. That a 16 year old couldn't possibly-...that I shouldn't have the capacity to hurt that badly.

[sharley-corwin.livejournal.com]

At that age, you shouldn't. Losing a child--it's never easy, it's never fair, but God, that's so young. Did you...did you at least get to hold him, even once?

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

All day. [She smiles, then, but it's broken.] He was so soft and he-...still smelled like newborn baby. And I sang to him and-...He was absolutely beautiful. Just...just perfect.

[ofdrumsthesound.livejournal.com]

It's a shame when children die.

[nomequiere.livejournal.com]

[She just nods.]