‘DEAR FIONA, I HOPE YOU’RE IN THE LIGHT’
When we lost your brother Mark on 12th June 1995 you said to me: ‘Nothing worse can happen to us now, Mam’. We did not know then that 14 months later we would lose you and your baby on 22nd August 1996, and your dad on 31st March 2000 from a broken heart after losing his children. When I lost you Fi, my firstborn, my beautiful only daughter, I lost my best friend with whom I could discuss anything. My shopping companion, you had such a flair for fashion. O the shoes and handbags we could have bought together, Fi. I hope you have met up with your dad and Mark and, of course, your devoted ‘Millie’ in heaven. If you can do anything from heaven to help us find you and your baby, if you can please do. Emer and I have searched far and wide trying to find you and will never give up until we do. I know you idolised your brother John, from when he was a baby. You would be very proud of him now as he has become a fine young man, despite all of the heartache he had to go through. I hope you are in the light Fi, as I know you did not like the dark. I also hope your feet are warm. O how I long to rub them for you as we did when they were cold. I greatly regret not being able to help you on the birth of your baby, my grandchild. My heart and my arms ache never to have been able to hold and look after your baby. God help John and myself, the only members of your family left, to give us the strength to keep going after the loss of you, our loved ones. Love and light to you, my precious daughter,