I have a friend that when she was 9 months pregnant and due to deliver on a Monday by C-section (21 years ago), she ended up having pains on Saturday, went to the hospital and they sent her home. By Monday, there was no heartbeat, she had to give birth and then bury her baby girl. The baby had separated from the placenta.
That was 21 years ago yesterday. My friend is now divorced, for 8 years (or more) and is struggling financially and doesn't really have a lot.
Well, Yesterday, I went to Rebecca's grave and put a solar light and a Butterfly stepping stone next to it. She would have been 21. Just wanted my friend to know that I remembered and it felt really good doing that for her.