21/04/88 – 02/10/03
Aged 15 years
My name is Deb and on the 2 October 2003 my 15 year old son took his own life. Aaron was such a beautiful, loving, happy, caring kid – my baby boy. His smile and laughter would light up any room. I’m not sure of how much of my story I can share just yet. The sadness I feel is immense. I don’t sleep the same anymore and have to push myself constantly to remain busy.
I relieve that tragic morning each and every day. I cry so much and ache from the pain in my heart. I miss him, I love him – and would give the world to hold him one more time. I know that he is with me at home; he is with me in everything that I do. If I could say my son’s untimely death has shown or taught me anything, it would be that without the love and support of so many friends and family members, out journey over the last seven months would have been even more unbearable than it has been, and I’m not sure I would have made it this far. We are so grateful to be surrounded by so much love, kindness and friendship.
I have learnt that each moment of each day is precious. Those around us that we love and care for are our strength when we feel at our weakest. And to each and every one of you I thank you all so very much.
