On way home from school with DS (7) and DD(5). A very elderly lady that I sometimes see round and about was coming the other way so I said 'hello' etc and she stopped to chat. She couldn't stop looking at DD and eventually said that she's seen us around before and that DD looks so like her own little daughter who passed away when she was 4 many, many years ago. She was so lovely and asked me if I minded if she touched DD's cheek. I said of course not, she touched her very gently on the cheek and a wee tear rolled down her face. It was heartbreaking and so touching. I'm well aware that this sounds very soppy but my heart ached for her. I'm still blubbing.