Ashlee Peers

I’d suffered a heartbreaking miscarriage three months before, so we were over the moon, marcus was so happy, he cried. He couldn’t wait to be a dad, and insisted on coming with me to every scan and appointment. He was thrilled when we found out we were expecting a baby girl.

My first thought was for Faith— she wasn’t even 6 months old, she needed her daddy. The pair of them were like two peas in a pod. He doted on Faith, and she adored him in return.

My world crumbled in that moment. Faith wasn’t even a year old, marcus would never walk her up the aisle or celebrate her graduation. Our family was being robbed of so many happy memories.

I can barely believe he’s gone, but Marcus lives on in Faith, she has a picture of her daddy, which she hugs and kisses, and I’ll never let her forget just how much he loved her.