I was heartened by the response I got to this very difficult post - so many people share my experience (or rather their version of it since everyone has their own unique version to tell).
A number of people have emailed me to share their stories of loss and their questions about the silence surrounding miscarriage, including my neighbour. We had a good virtual laugh about living right next to each other but only being able to share such sad and intimate things via the computer. Isn't it weird? But I felt so much comfort from my virtual community and I am really grateful to those who responded.
In many ways I feel like I am over it at last. But I know that in other ways it will never go away. There is a little person who only exists in my mind who I will never get to hold, never see grow up. I will look out my window at the new tree and remember. There will be due dates that will come and go. There will be other people celebrating the births of their babies when I am not. There's a box of maternity clothes in storage I try not to see when I am searching for other things.
But as Dave said when we put the tree in the ground, here's to new beginnings.