Today, whilst most families look forward to Easter and maybe enjoy a day out, I instead visit the cemetery on what should be my little girls 4th birthday.
Instead of balloons and presents I instead take flowers and other bits to her tiny grave as that’s all that is left.
Keira came on the 4th April 2011. She was born premature at just over 23 weeks. Despite the doctors saying she wouldn’t last an hour, she lived for 10.
There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t miss her.
Happy birthday my sweet little angel in heaven!