The name Lucy is the Latin term meaning “of light”. When I was in the sixth grade, my parents had talked to a distressed pregnant nineteen year old girl about adopting the baby she was terrified to bring into the world. My mother and father are both full of love and have a heart for their four children but also for all children around them. Through many prayers, my parents felt the growing unborn baby would be a beautiful Lucy. A couple weeks into the process, the young girl went through an abortion out of fear of her own parents disowning her for a teenage pregnancy/birth. This incident affected my entire family. Although the child was not our own, my parents were preparing to welcome another baby into the family. My oldest brother was the only one of us kids to know at the time. I’ll never forget when my mom shared the story with me. A couple months after the abortion, she let me know that I had a little sister-to-be in heaven. She talked to me about the mother of our Lucy and the love and prayers she deserves. Ever since that day, my life has been changed. I will always feel that extra ray of light shining through the clouds as a reminder of our Lucy and the light she shone on us without ever physically entering this world. I chose St. Lucy as my Confirmation saint in the 8th grade to be sealed with the Holy Spirit as a daughter of Christ and sister of little Lucy. I hope that through this blog, every individual can see that light. That one ray of sunlight that shines through on the darkest of days. Because it is through our dark times, that the light shines even brighter. Lucy brought me a love that although i cannot return to her physically, i can be the light she is to me… to others.
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