My husband and I experienced an unimaginable loss when our son, Lucas, was stillborn seven years ago.

On May 14, 2018, just a day after Mother’s Day, my husband and I went to the hospital. I was 39 weeks pregnant with our first child. With joy and anticipation, we were looking forward to meeting our son, Lucas. His name means “light,” because his arrival would light up our world.

Shortly after arriving at the hospital, I experienced a placental abruption — a serious condition where the placenta separates from the uterus, cutting off oxygen and nutrients to the baby. I nearly died and heartbreakingly, Lucas was stillborn.

Words cannot begin to convey the shock and anguish of losing a child in the final moments after a seemingly normal pregnancy. The light that once illuminated my world w

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