Memories - The silent screen

23 years ago they officially told me my baby was dead!

🕊️ In Memory of My Silent Baby Girl 🕊️

At 15 weeks and 2 days, I lost a piece of myself.

She never had a name, but she had all of my love.

And in that silence, my grief found no edges - only echoes.

I’ve carried her journey quietly within my heart for all these years,

Alongside the guilt of not being able to save her.

This is the opening to a poem I’ve written to honour her.

Because even without a name, she is remembered.

She is mine.

She is loved.

My baby died