Dan Nelson On 9th August 2020 my husband, my two children and I had been at the beach for the day. We had just returned from a 2-week camping road trip to visit family after the first COVID-19 lockdown had lifted and it was the last day of our holiday. My husband and son had been
Following my first post it’s now been 4 years since Ben was taken… stolen from us. The pain remains as raw and instant as that first terrible day, everything that happened continually playing like a film in my head; Where is he? Why’s he taking so long? Driving round looking for him. Trying his phone. The
Thursday 22nd of May 2008 is a day that is always at the back of my mind and a day that I dread coming back around every year for the past 12 as part of me still hopes it’s all just a bad dream.Olivia really was such a happy, sweet, caring, unbelievably witty girl who enjoyed
I will never forget 25 January 2018 when my son Alasdair, aged 21 fell asleep and never woke up. I miss him daily even though I still talk to him constantly. I had never heard of SADS before that terrible day. My life has changed completely and I would do anything to have him home. His
My name is Erin Christopher- Coles, I am twenty years old, studying child and adolescent mental health at university. And I lost my mum when I was five. Her name is Katrina and she died suddenly in her sleep, due to a condition called Brugada syndrome. We did not know anything about this horrible condition, which
Words can’t describe the 11th September 2012 which was the day my ‘big lad’ Christopher fell asleep due to an undiagnosed heart condition. Christopher was experiencing pain in his chest and arm on that morning and he visited his GP, his GP diagnosed muscular pain and sent Christopher home with a pain killing gel and tablets.
On Sunday May 8th, 2016, at 6.35am, my Husband and I were woken by a knock at the door – it was the police! I was given the worst news possible. I was told my 24-year-old daughter Dani had suddenly passed away. I still hear these words over and over in my head – these words
Tomorrow (4th May) marks five years since my little brother, Daniel Taylor suddenly died of a heart attack aged just 25. He lived in Muscat, Oman and I hadn’t seen him for a few years which couldn’t be helped but still fills me with regret but I guess that’s what hindsight is all about. To me
One year ago today (15th May 2017), our beautiful 16 year-old son, Ben, was taken from us. Not a victim of violence, or an accident, or an illness. He simply died. I desperately want to believe in God & heaven…to take some comfort from that but if there is a God, a loving God as we’re
The 28th of January is a significant date for us. It’s the date that we welcomed our first child into the world, Carl. A joyous day, yet 25 years later, it’s become the worst day of our lives. Instead of celebrating his birthday, we were sitting beside a bed in critical care, glued to the monitors