This has bothered me for sometime now. Its been a year, and 8 days... but I still remember her. My daughter Alexandria was born on Sept 28, 2002. Died Sept 28, 2002. Althought the 28th passed like any other day... I did my best not to let it bother me, pushing it to the back of my mind. All was well untill mom my mentioned her. There I was all over again. Standing over my Girlfriends bedside holding my dying daughter in my hands... unable to do anything. She was far to premature and undeveloped to survive.. I felt so helpless... *Sigh* Her birthday went over easy.... too bad the pain settles in now.