As I sat on the examining table in my doctor's office awaiting a routine procedure, I reflected on the comment she had made a few moments before. A mother herself, she had shared that she could not imagine what it would feel like to lose a child. I was looking down at my legs hanging off the edge of the table when an analogy jumped into my mind. I have two healthy legs I depend on, and hope they will be available to me for a long time. If I were to have one amputated today, I do not know what it would feel like but there is no question that I would carry on and learn how to get around with only one leg. People do. However, there would be very few moments in a day when I would not be thinking about that missing leg. I imagine this would ease over time but it would never be forgotten.