Gizmo, I am so so sorry for your losses. Both terrible losses. I always hate clicking like when I see such sorrow. Cause I don't like it happened, but I like that you are able to express it. So many times we tend to hold stuff inside, but I've learned this one thing in my life: when you can talk about the person, it helps you to heal.
A few years ago, my dear friend Michael talked me into talking about myself. To just let people know why I'm hurting was never easy for me. He even planted a lilac tree in memory of my children. Each year he sends pictures of it in bloom. Last night, he teased me and ask if I want him to take up the tree. I said it's for all the lost children, not just mine. He gave me a telephone hug and said he was joking.
Gizmo, even though he is not lost, he is with you in memory and spirit. For all the children not with us, that tree is dedicated.I'll send you a picture when he sends this years. (Right now it's under a lot of snow).
safenow