Too late, the hand is already bleeding, as my heart does. That's the best analogy I could think of.
Today, I took a long walk with my dogs, away from humanity. Hmmm, there were remarkable notes of babies everywhere. Not human. Animals. A doe with her twins among the trees. A squirrel carrying her baby, his tail wrapped around her neck across the parking lot. Two sparrow fledglings practicing flying under the oak tree. A possum carrying several babies on her back.
I watched the antics, and I felt... nothing. No pain, no joy. No grief, no happiness. No anger, no contentment.
::photos: Henhouse- http://www.commonweeder.com/2010/12/16/hen-house-4/