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I would hope that no one would ever consider that a tiny baby takes up any less space in a parent's heart, or its loss--no matter how far along--causes any less pain. One of the most important things that those who love and support mothers of miscarried and stillborn children must remember is never to suggest that the mother is somehow at fault. Avoid the dreaded at leasts and, as with any grieving parent, don't hide from their pain or make them feel they should conceal it. Talk about their baby and their loss, but only when they want to. Realize that being around other infants or children could easily trigger their sadness, and the mere sight of a stroller can be enough to cause tears. Don't assign what you feel is a reasonable amount of time to their healing process. For some, the loss of a baby is something they never get over. No amount of telling them they have an angel in heaven, or that they'll be able to have more children, will take away the pain of their loss. As is the case when an older child dies, it's the sudden end of the dreams--so achingly close to becoming reality--that hurts the most. The future has suddenly been erased; This is the seed of vision, that lusty feeling of transcendence that tells the toddler anything is possible. Kohut emphasized the importance of mirroring these moments of power and prowess. Memories of these moments are precious fuel for enduring the knocks and skinned knees to come. As adults, we revive these moments when we identify with performers in a Broadway musical or athletes on ESPN or when a song makes us feel we can indeed live forever. My husband and I recently spent some time in New York City, and we felt like we were bathing in collective grandiosity. The lights of Times Square, ads as large as buildings featuring celebrities shining like gods, Tiffany windows showcasing the kind of jewels that inspire movies and fantasies--all beckoning us to dream bigger. Even though we knew we couldn't afford the necklace, that I'll never dance on Broadway, and that he'll never hit the winning run for the Cubs when they take on the Mets, we were buoyed by the views. Vision does not emerge from the adult mind but out of our naive, overblown dreams. Vision, by definition, is inflated. It comes fully formed, without toil or setbacks--success achieved, often with life-changing results.

How did you approach the problem? What worked? What didn't? Most people agree that a simple statement of your intentions has the odds stacked against it, and a demand that your parents hand over the cash or that the lady or gentleman in question gives you their heart or body before even knowing your name is unlikely to yield either financial or romantic satisfaction. In the end, most of us agree that the only way to increase your chance of success is to mentally step out of your shoes and into theirs and figure out their emotional hot buttons. The only way to increase your chance of success is to figure out their emotional hot buttons. Leaders often use this same understanding in order to change people's behaviour to deliver improved results. The New York Police Department (NYPD) transformed itself from being the worst police organisation in America to the best within two years by doing this. Bratton could have chosen to wake up his organisation to the need for change by pointing to the unacceptable number of crimes taking place. However, as we have already seen in our behaviours, what we say, including quoting statistics, simply doesn't cut it. My sister recalls returning to work after a relatively short time at home, taking her doctor's advice to get back to some sense of a normal life and eschewing the maternity leave to which she was entitled. A few days into her return, she paid a visit to a weary co-worker in a nearby cubicle. When Leslie asked her what was wrong, the friend said that her baby had been up all night, and she was exhausted. Leslie responded, I would do anything to hear a baby crying at night. The woman was mortified at having said something that, while honest, was inadvertently insensitive to Leslie's loss. To this day, that same (now former) co-worker says she has never forgotten their conversation, which, thankfully, did not diminish their closeness. Happily, Leslie would soon be kept awake in the night by a baby's cries too. In May of the same year that Katrina was born and lost, Leslie became pregnant with her second child. For this, and the two that followed, she was treated as high risk. And all three births went beautifully.

The product idea works and makes peoples' lives easier, the remodel makes your home the envy of your neighbors, the article is fully written and enlightens readers with the brilliant concept that just popped in your head. As someone well-schooled in pipe dreams (both metaphorical and literal--my Dad designed and built full-scale pipe organs as a hobby)--my youthful imaginings may have been particularly lofty. But I am writing this article because of them. Speaking of this article, here's a peek into my process: Something I have been observing and thinking about jells. I pitch the idea to my agent, Jessica. I think, She'll pitch this to publishers. Then she tells me to write a proposal. I reluctantly write a proposal. It's a pain, but it does help me flesh out the idea. Fifty articles later, I send her the proposal. It is what we actually see that matters. Bratton's first step appeared to be an odd one: he instructed all senior officers to travel to work by subway, banning them from using their cars to commute. This way, the NYPD leaders had to face the problem head-on. When these senior New York police officers had to take the `electric sewer' instead, they immediately saw the horror that citizens were up against - aggressive beggars, gangs of youths jumping turnstiles, jostling people and drunks sprawled on benches. With that ugly reality, the officers could no longer deny the urgent need for change in their policing methods and behaviour. Although statistics are disputable and hardly inspiring or memorable, the face-to-face experience was shocking. Bratton recognised the disproportionate influence of people's feelings on their behaviour. Psychologists refer to this as the `Aha! It made them start to take action. Understanding and controlling our own emotional state is therefore an important feature in allowing us the best chance to consistently display our best change-making behaviour.

Just thirteen months after the death of so many dreams, a happier article began when Leslie and her then-husband became parents to a fair-haired, blue-eyed, healthy baby boy who was the spitting image of his Danish-blooded father. It was to be his last birthday. He may even have been killed before the fire was set. As of this writing, there are many details that have yet to come out in the investigation, and it would be wrong to go much further into the sad story of Michael's association with the darkest elements of society, in a city that has become known for its rampant drug use and fatalities. Those of us who know the circumstances of his life and death believe Michael was targeted once he'd made the decision to get away from the people with whom he'd associated and to find a better life: he'd landed a job; There are some lifestyles that are easy to slip into, with their promises of fast financial and material rewards, but desperately difficult to get out of. It appears that Michael found himself trapped in one of them. As the investigation into Michael's death slowly moved forward, our hearts ached for my sister and her family. I find myself in a position of such unlikely kinship, knowing far too well how Leslie feels to have lost an adult child. Like me, my younger sister has a grandson who will be a living link to the child who's gone. She says she needs more. I hate her but get back to work. Seventy-five articles and I abandon shortcuts in favor of a well-researched and supported, solid proposal. She likes--no, loves--the proposal. I love her again. Fast forward through the roller coaster of matchmaking with an editor, and the trail of rejections along the way, and I have a article to write. And it is toil. I remember that every fully formed idea I brought to this project needs to be communicated. And some of my ideas don't hold. My research updates my thinking, and I have to, as the classic advice goes, kill my darlings.

But let's first look at a common mistake many of us make when doing this. Feelings versus pre-feelings We can have a tough time imagining a tomorrow that is terribly different from today and we find it particularly difficult to imagine that we will ever think or feel differently than we do now. This is why teenagers get tattoos, because they are confident that `Death rocks' will always be an appealing motto, or smokers who have just finished a cigarette are so confident, for at least five minutes, that they can easily quit and that their resolve will not diminish with the nicotine in their bloodstreams. Indeed, one of the hallmarks of depression is that when depressed people think about future events, they cannot imagine enjoying them very much. This makes good sense, as they find it difficult to feel happy today and thus find it difficult to believe that they will feel happy tomorrow. You may be familiar with a less dramatic example of this. Have you ever gone to the supermarket to do your weekly shopping after you have already eaten? Research has demonstrated that when we have recently eaten, trying to decide what we will want to eat next week reliably causes us to underestimate the extent of our future appetites and we end up buying less food than we need. The food does not temporarily lower our intelligence. And now, living in the same province, they see each other with delightful regularity. Unlike me, Leslie has other children: a teenaged son and daughter who mourn their half-brother in their deal-with-it-later teenage kind of way, while giving Leslie and their father strength to go forward. I feel her pain in a way I wish I did not, but I am grateful at the very least to know the words to say (and sometimes, more importantly, not to say) to try to bring comfort and to make some sense of the unfathomable. Although the circumstances of our children's deaths could not be more dissimilar, the hole caused by their leaving is a shared, literally familiar pain between two sisters. Because Leslie is in the unusual and awful place of having lost two children, I posed a question that goes against one of the primary lessons I've learned in the grieving process: don't compare one death to another. But I knew my sister would give me a pass and let me, so I asked Leslie if there were any differences or similarities in the grief she experienced as a mother twenty-four years apart. Michael's death was, of course, a world apart in circumstances. Baby Katrina had died completely innocently, while Michael--who certainly did not deserve a death sentence--had participated in a lifestyle that put him at a higher risk of dying than had he worked at a tire store (which he had, just a year earlier). Leslie said that with her first child's death, she felt no anger, just overwhelming sadness; In neither case was Leslie to blame but, of course, each child's passing was accompanied by a long list of questions and more guilt than one person should ever bring to bear upon her own shoulders.