Hi, my name is DAni and I lost my son on Feb 2nd 2007. I thought this woulld be easy, only to find out this hurt every second of everyday. I was at work and I was day dreaming, and dreamed I was in labor having my baby. Sumtime I hate to think about him because I'll never get the chance to hold him, protect him and givr the luv I never got
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