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As the years passed by, I learned how to manage my grief. I surrounded myself with supportive friends and family, people who weren’t alarmed when the random tears rolled down my face. But, my grief is still put in to question on occasion…and it breaks my heart. I’ve heard it all in the past three years: “At least you had time with your children, even though it was short.” “Try not to dwell on your loss, you are lucky to have a survivor.” “You can try for more children.” The list goes on. While I know these comments come from a good place, it can be heartbreaking for those of us with children in heaven. There is no expiration date on grief. I will never stop loving my living child, Peyton, so I will never stop loving and grieving her two siblings who died.