13/11/2025
My dear Matthew,
Two days before you left us we did not know the hours were slipping away. I still see your smile, your laughter, the light you brought into every room. I’d have held you tighter, told you again how proud I was of you—how much you meant to me, how deeply you are loved.
On 15 November 2012 you were gone. My world stopped. I wish I could have done more—been there in those final hours. I imagine you whispering that you were in pain, that you needed help, and I ache for the moment I didn’t reach you fast enough.
In the days that followed I felt lost without you. But I keep talking to you, Matthew—telling you about my day, about how life moves on yet how part of me stays with you, always. I see you in the sunrise, hear you in the quiet, feel you in the smallest kindnesses of others.
You were my son, my boy, my everything, and I carry you in my heart every day. I miss your laughter, your jokes, your kind heart. I miss you being here. But I know I will always be your mum and I will always love you—past time, past life, past everything.
Sleep softly, darling. I will find you in everything and I will never stop loving you. ❤️ — Mum