Finding Strength & Peace in Loss This February I will be taking up the challenge of Running/Walking a mile a day to raise awareness of a charity that supported us when we lost our daughter. I know i have mentioned this time in my life before back on previous blog's, but maybe today its the words that you just needed to hear. Back in 2003, at just 39 weeks pregnant, we sadly lost our daughter, Alice. A time no parent should ever have to go through. How do you even prepare for that? The pink room was all set, the fresh smell of baby clothes ready to be worn, and then—the most heartbreaking news: the baby we had carried for nearly nine months had died. No medical reason, no explanation, just the devastating words that the cord had broken. Giving birth and then heading home without our baby in our arms, replaced instead by overwhelming grief and heartbreak, was something I never imagined I would face. It was a grief so deep that it felt like it could swallow me whole...