When my daughter died back in 1984, there wasn't the options open to you, like there is now. No little footprints or handprints, no hair. No quiet time to hold her and tell her you love her. Back then, they took a picture, shoved you back in the baby ward, with no crib by your side. Even the nurses avoided talking to you. Abandoned, expected to just carry on.

It broke me, it still upsets me because I haven't anything to walk by or go to, to spend a while with her, to whisper "I love you".

I would like to commission a painting, and in the painting, there are two trees, one will have my children's names and DOB, including Heathers. I also want the flower heather around the base of the tree. I've discussed at length what I'd like and why. I have been given the figure that I have quoted.

I'm feeling desperate to have that picture now, I don't know why, maybe it's my age, and I don't want anyone in my family to forget her. I've lost my parents, and friends, but nothing, nothing comes anywhere near the loss of your child. To find that people want to talk to you but don't , because they don't know what to say. I understand that now, but the anger and grief I felt then was immense.

Help me bring my little girl Heather into my home so I have a place I can see her whenever I want.

Thank you for your support.