“Every morning, I take my husband and our five-year-old son to the train station.

Daniel bent down and picked something up from the porch.

It was Ethan’s little blue teddy bear.

The same one my son had desperately searched for the night before before going to sleep.

Daniel held it for a few seconds, smiled… and then handed it to the woman.

She playfully waved it in front of him and they both laughed.

I felt the air disappearing from my lungs.