Aidan was born on Friday the Thirteenth and I didn’t think for one moment it would mean bad luck for him or me. He was a lovely baby no bother at all, as he was growing up I thought he was to good to be true, he was so loving and happy. When he grew into a handsome young man I thought he would find himself a nice young woman and settle down and have a family. How wrong I was! He worked from leaving school, first in a butchers then in a restaurant. He finally got his dream job on the 22/07/2000, in a bar working in the kitchen (he loved cooking) he went for a welcome drink on 24/07/2000 that was the last time I seen my lovely son on his way home at 5:20 the next morning 25/07/2000 he had an accident on his motor bike and died. My life has never been the same since and never will be again. I miss him so much it hurts every hour of every day. They say time heals it DOESNT it hurts the same now as it did the day he went to sleep and didn’t wake up. I have learned to cope with it but never came to terms with it. I have four other grown up children who all loved Aidan very much, without them and my lovely husband I wouldn’t be here today I would have joined Aidan in heaven.
Goodnight Aidan I WILL see you again until then xxxxx I love and miss you so much son xxxxx All my love always Mam xxxxx