20th September 1996 – 28th April 2013. Conor was a happy, fun loving, intelligent young boy, who never wanted more than he needed; he had his whole life ahead of him and had hoped to be a fireman. On the 26th April 2013 my husband and I dropped Conor to his nan’s were he was to
Chloe, was a lively, bubbly, hardworking and caring 16 year old, with an infectious sense of humour and a smile always on her face. She was patient, kind and thoughtful and always had time to care for and encourage everyone she knew in every aspect of life. Chloe was also a dedicated and talented swimmer at
My sister Ciara was full of life. She was two years younger than me. Growing up we had the usual fall outs sisters have but as we reached our teenage years we became more than sisters, she was my best friend. You would never see one of us without seeing the other one which people still
I would like to share my story about my brother, Aaron Cushnan. Aaron had just turned 18 on the 18th January 2011. He had so much going for him. He was born with severe learning difficulties and epilepsy and was diagnosed at a young age with autism; but he overcame everything that the doctors told us he
It was Friday 18th December 1992, our last day at school – Neil aged 17 and in Year 13; Alistair aged 15 and in Year 10; my husband Ian from Sheffield University; and myself, a teacher, but not at the same school as the boys. I’d been so proud that day as I’d taken in some professional
It was the day after my 28th birthday, 26th August 2008. Everything was going well. I loved my new job and my brother was enjoying the first day of his annual leave. After a very busy day at work I was rushing to get home to my second job but was confused when my Aunt Margaret
What can possibly prepare you for the total shock of being told – however gently – that your beloved only son had suddenly and unexpectedly ‘passed away’. What! How? When? The thought rushed through my head ‘Can I get there to see him before it is too late!’. Then the dawning impact that the strong, happy,
Madeleine died in December 2000 when I was 38. She was 2 and had been suffering from flu-like symptoms for several days. Jane, my wife, had taken her to the doctors a few times, only to be told she was being a neurotic mother. Madeleine hadn’t been feeling well all day and was very quiet. She
My name is Hannah and I am 19. This is my story about the love of my life, Ricky Jones, who died aged 31 years. Me, my boyfriend Ricky and son Theo had been waiting for the 5th of May to come around, as that was the day we were heading to Butlins in Minehead for
The phone call……….15th February 2013 from the Metropolitan Police, changed my life forever. I was to be told that my strong, fit, healthy 20-year old-son had been rushed to the Royal Free Hospital in Camden after collapsing at work. My mind was in turmoil at what could have happened but NOTHING could have prepared me for
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