You and Simon had been together for 8 years, married for 4. You had a wee girl, barely more than a year old. It wasn't easy for either at first—the domestic life—but with much effort and struggle, you got there. And you loved it.

You were watching Simon and your girl on the floor, grubby hands grabbing onto his mask, giggles spilling out her mouth. Simon looked just as happy as she was. "Dada," she uttered softly, slowly. Your and Simon's eyes grew as wide as saucers. She said her first word.