Its six years today since I had that knock on the door, all parents and loved onces nightmare.
The Royal marine and a vicar stood there to tell me my son was involved in a accident in Afghanistan and he would not be coming home. Well six years on, here he is the sunshine of my life, what a journey he, we have all had. He was 18 at the time now he is 24, he does not remember his passed life that well, which is a great shame as all that training he did he only remembers little bits and bobs, but he has a new life and lots to look forward to, The journey he has had is the hardest journey anyone could do, re-learning everything again. The hardest being: outburst, anger, the acceptence, the frustrations and everything eles that comes with a brain injury are all get better day by day, the out burst have eased now but it has taken 6 long years to get to the stage he is, which is a miricle. So today is a very speacial day in our family, the day Tom's new life began, we will go out for a meal along with his family and his girlfriend. A new life worth celebrating each and every year. Big hugs to my wonderful son x