About 17 years ago I had something very much like that happen in my life. My mom died of cancer 3 days after my first child was born. I can remember sitting and nursing my baby thinking the same thing... one life ends and a another begins. What a beautiful thing it is to have and to hold a new baby and give them life but also to know that someday it will end. That time in my life changed me. It made me far more understanding, loving, and to strive to make everyday the best I can make it, because we never know when our time will come. My mom was only 47.