This is a memorial to a very special boy, our son
Christopher.
He was a lovely fairheaded little boy with a
smile that could knock you sideways. He loved everybody and everybody loved him. He was
always happy, never sad unless he wasn't well. He loved his mum and dad, and his brothers
and sisters. There names are as follows: Jason, Karen, Julie, Justin, Jonathan, Ricky,and
lastly James who was the youngest. Chris used to suffer with bad legs the same as little
James. Chris used to look after him and rub his legs to make them feel better. He knew
what it felt like. He was a special boy, he would help anyone if he could. I hope he is
happy with jesus because I know we miss him so bad it hurts all the time. Chris went out
on the 20th of February 1998 to the park with his friend Roberto and his brother Ricky.
That will be a day I will never forget. I told them they had to be back for 12-30am as dad
would be home from work. They said okay mum, they were good boys I knew that. Well about
12-35pm there was a knock on my door. Thier dad had only just got in from work five mins
before the knock on the door. Anyway I went to the door it was two police officers, they
told me my ten year old had been in a very bad car accident. I said that was impossible as
I didn't have a ten year old. I said a twelve year old and a fourteen year old,but I
said anyway they are all together with their friend. He said I dont know I was just told
to come and tell you and to pick you up and take you to the hospital. I told terry who
said he would wait for the other two children to come home. I went with them, when I got
there, a nurse said to me I could see my son in a minute, but she also said that she
couldn't tell me for sure if the little boy in that room was mine or not but that he was
very very poorly. I was shaken that much, I waited till she came to get me, she opened the
door, I spotted the clothes on the floor then looked at the bed. I started crying and said
no it isn't the younger one it was chris. I remember thinking I can't be back in the
accident and emergency again and seeing all this. You see back in 1996 my elder son had an
accident, he had fallen from a block of flats, and had laid there for three hours before
someone found him. I got the call early morning, anyway he was in the very same room Chris
was in now, my elder son recieved major head injuries and had to be flown over to
southampton for an emergency operation. He came through it, but it left him with a few
disabilities, but back to Chris. I couldn't stop crying. I phoned Terry up and told him it
was chris and that there wasn't a lot of hope. He brought the kids down with him
took one look at Chris and went out the room. You see he couldn't face seeing Chris like
that. If you knew Chris you'd understand, you could do what you liked with him he
didn't care. He loved jokes, I remember a while before he died Terry taped him from
top to toe in sellotape and said get out of that one. Well we were all laughing but he did
it. That's the sort of boy he was. Well Chris was in hospital for two
days on a life support machine. He had six pints of blood and four pints of saline, but
the bleeding wouldn't stop. He was in a coma, I rember saying can't you send him away for
an operation like they did for my older child and they said they had already sent a scan
over but southampton said there was nothing they could do, it was only a matter of time.
Well my little angel died at twenty to eight on the following morning, I am so lost
without him the laughter has gone from my house it is all false. We love you my
little angel with the freckles. Be happy darling,
Love your broken-hearted mum,dad,and all your
brothers and sisters.....
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