Today is the day before our daughters 28th birthday, and I felt that today I would write about her. Lucy-Anne was born on a beautiful sunny July day in 1993. weighing in at 8lbs 10oz, with beautiful black hair just like her Daddy. It is a lifetime ago to some but to us it is only like the blink of an eye. Lucy-Anne was our first born and a very much wanted baby. Sadly her time with us was not to be and she was Still-born on July 27th 1993. We only found out the day before that she had passed away and sadly there was no medical reason for her passing, which in itself was difficult to take. As if you have a reason, it means you can process it, but without a reason, it seems so senseless. However Lucy-Anne was and has remained a huge part of all our lives. We went on to have two beautiful sons, now young men, who speak about their sister as if they too had known her. We marked all the milestones in her life, her communion, confirmation, 18th and 21st birthdays, and there is hardly a day that goes by but she is not referred to in some sense. To lose a baby at any stage in pregnancy is unimaginable. But to keep their memory alive is of utmost importance. Speak about them often, cry for the life they would have had but most of all remember them with love. They will always be a part of your family.