A friend of mine miscarried her baby, I can’t even begin to imagine the pain and emptiness she must feel. If only we could send bits of strength and courage to help her heal. Something I admire so much about her is the way she loved that baby, she taught me that just because a pregnancy isn’t very far along, and the chances of losing life are high, doesn’t mean we should be afraid to love that little being. That tiny life deserves love no matter how certain its chances of survival are. Loving someone always makes us vulnerable, whether a fetus, partner, family member or friend. We could lose them at any moment, the pain doesn’t mean they weren’t worth loving, it means that their life brought us joy whether for 10 years, 10 weeks, 10 days or a lifetime. The world is a better place because of that love, we are better people for having loved.