Dear Jason
This blog started off so that I could write letters to you, tell you about your mummy and daddy yet it’s become more of a diary for myself. I find writing helps me deal with my own emotions, it calms me. You are my therapy as without you I’d have never started this blog.
This morning I woke up and had the most wonderful message on my Instagram. A new found friend had sent me a picture she had taken. She has a daughter and I really hope you have met her, her name is Orla. Orla’s mummy had written your name on a pebble and sent it to me. A perfect stranger thought of us and it filled me with so much pride and love. For once when I read your name I didn’t feel sadness and a stabbing pain in my chest. I felt an immense sense of pride that i’d never felt before, that someone who has already been through so much pain thought of you and wanted to share your name.
I thought i’d share it with you Jason. Here’s your name for all to see. You have reached places that you’d have probably never seen if you’d have survived. I’m so grateful to Orla’s mummy for keeping your name and memory alive and I’ll do everything I can to share you with the world.
Keeping looking after mummy, daddy and your little sister Bean. We all love you and miss you so much. I can’t wait for your sister to arrive so I can tell her all about her big brother who’s watching over her always ❤
All my love, forever and always. To the moon and back my dear Son.
Love Mummy xxx
