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I was told two things, one from a Christian and one from a Buddhist, both helped and I hope they help you.

The Christian said: "You won't know why your child died. Sure, you'll know the medical stuff, somebody can tell you that, but you won't know why for the rest of your life, and no matter how you pray, God won't tell you. You're going to have to have faith that there was a reason, and accept that there's no way to know why. It's hard, but think how Mary felt knowing she was going to have Jesus but he was going to end up dead on a cross. She still probably didn't understand why even though she knew why. Does that make sense at all? I think your baby is probably up there with angels waiting for you, and when you get there you won't care why anymore because you'll be with that baby."

The Buddhist told me "Perhaps your child needed a life that was only love. Think about it - you nurtured her inside your womb, welcomed her, and held her until she died. She knew only love in this life. Perhaps she just needed a rest. You won't know why, but you'll know that you did give her love while she lived."

Sometimes people say something they meant to help, but it hurts. I hope I didn't just do that to you. Kind of like family and friends that say something along the lines of "Just get over it, it's time to move on" in different ways.