I send you every good wish. My parents lost a child before I was born.Your writing makes me feel their grief. I’m feeling their pain and yours, and I know they must have walked your same path. Five years after he died I was born. I recall seeing my father cry for him when I was about 8, and my mother told me of his last day when I was 33, which happened to be the day my father was dying, though we didn’t know it. I felt they connected as he was dying as she told me that story. Life is so difficult to fathom but I can tell you that in time my partents did smile, though I know their burden never truly lifted. I hope you find peace.