Wednesday,
22nd February, 2006 started off as another normal day in the
Butler household. Josh went off to school, Phil and I went off to work,
leaving Nathan in bed as he had a day off college where he was studying a
music technology course.
I went in to check on Nathan before I left the house and
he was tucked up in bed sleeping soundly - even though the boys were 16 and
13 I still checked on them when they were sleeping just as I had when they
were babies.
By midday it was unusual that I hadn’t heard from Nathan
– he was always in regular contact letting me know where he was and what was
happening in his busy and exciting life. I tried the house phone many times
plus his mobile but there was no reply from either. I thought this was
unusual but was not unduly alarmed – I thought perhaps he was out and hadn’t
got a signal on his phone?
I came into the house at 3.45pm – and everything was just
as I’d left it in the morning. I went upstairs and found Nathan lying on
his bedroom floor, where he must have been since the morning as he was only
partially dressed. The scenes that followed were horrendous and will stay
with us forever – paramedics, doctors and the police but all to no avail and
my dearest beautiful eldest son was certified dead!
How could this be? Why had this happened? Questions and
questions to which we had no answers.
Nathan was a very fit and active young man – he was a
county cricket player, a qualified football referee and a swimming
lifeguard. He had played cricket in Barbados whilst playing for the county
team – we all went along to support him and sadly this was our last family
holiday together but one filled with lots of happy memories which we will
treasure forever.
Nathan had three part time jobs, spent his weekends as a
DJ doing mobile discos at all sorts of events and had already bought himself
a car even though he wasn’t yet 17. He lived his life in the fast lane,
never wasting time to wonder why or how – in Nathan’s world anything was
possible - and he was loved by all who had the pleasure to be part of this
vivacious world – he was the life and soul of any event and his friends said
that when Nathan entered a room it was a case of “Nathan Butler has entered
the building – let the fun begin”!
But along with all his fun and frolics was a caring
sharing nature of the young man who loved to spend time with his family -
nanas, granddads, aunties, uncles and cousins - and would do anything to see
everybody else happy and enjoying themselves.
Nathan had a large circle of
friends who have all done him proud by taking over his mantle of “big
brother” to Josh – Josh is now a treasured part of the friendship group
where Nathan left a gap.
Nathan’s friends continue to be part of our
extended family, which is something that helps ease our pain. Seeing them
grow and develop into adults has been a great comfort to Phil and I as they
were all very important to Nathan.
The day after Nathan’s death, the coroner telephoned me
to say that the post mortem showed that Nathan had died of a heart defect.
I went onto the internet to investigate and came across the CRY website and
read many stories on the “my story” page
of tragic young deaths just like Nathan’s.
The support and information
provided by CRY, along with the constant love and support of our family and
friends, has been invaluable in helping us to deal with our grief and
rebuild our lives without Nathan.
This has been a very hard and difficult
journey, one which is ongoing and we will always be grateful to CRY for
helping us to try and make sense of this dreadful tragic situation.
I am actively involved with fundraising and this year
(2010) organised two screening weekends. During these weekends 25 people
were found to have a problem and have been referred on for further
investigation.
Nathan had an enlarged heart muscle and screening would have
picked up this defect and could possibly have saved him. However this was
not to be for us, but we will continue to fundraise to raise awareness and
to prevent further young people from having their lives tragically cut short
and to prevent other families from suffering as we are and always will do.