The morning of 8th December was just like any other Sunday; Stephen woke up to get ready for football while I stopped in bed. Stephen said goodbye and gave me a kiss and said “see you later”. He went outside and changed the cars around so he could drive his to football, then he came back
The New Year 2013 started with a lovely New Year’s Eve and a coastal walk of 4 miles the next day, for a pub lunch with friends. Jonathan rang me, from Sweden, later that day to wish me a Happy Birthday and a Happy New Year. A call from Jon was always the icing on the
It is hard to predict what will happen each day, but most days are variations on a theme. Friday 19th of May 2011 felt like a normal day when I woke up, but I never went to sleep that night. At 8.00pm I was informed by a police officer that my little sister Sophia, 19 years
1st February 2012: me, my brother, my mum and dad all woke up to start a normal day at college and work, not realising that this day was going to change our lives forever and tip our world upside-down. It was 4pm and we were all home. Me and my best friend were having our tea;
David Green was born on Sunday March 3rd 1991 at 3.27am. A beautiful baby boy who came into this world with a strong and wilful spirit that prevailed throughout his short life. He loved his sports and played competitive sports from a very young age. His love for hockey and football continued until his last days.
On the 7th February 2013 I received the phone call that all mothers dread…”Donna, Harry has collapsed and you need to get down to the squash club as soon as you can!” Harry was 18 on the 30th of December 2012 and like any dedicated sportsman he delayed the traditional birthday drinks as he had an
Where to begin? I had my first baby at 18, he was 9lb 8oz and took 44 hours to arrive! He was my angel – such a good baby and so so clever. His first Christmas and at 10 months old he was already walking and chatting away at his favourite programme, ‘Sesame Street’. It seems
On January 9th 2007, my son Chris Doyle, after having played a game of soccer, went home and complained of not feeling well. His mum sat up with him and Chris insisted on going to bed and told everyone he would be OK. His mum went to wake him for school (Galashiels Academy) but found him
Until the 26th July 2007 as a family we had a lovely life. On the 27th July 2007 it came to an end. Our lovely, fit and healthy son died. It would have been about 5.30am in bed with our daughter-in-law at his side. Peter Jnr was 37. The destruction and devastation this caused I often
Jonathan and I met back in 1997 and I knew I had found my perfect partner. We married the following year and had several wonderful years before we decided to have a family of our own. In 2002 I gave birth to our beautiful son Thomas. We had so many plans and dreams for our future,