Today would have been Connor's 5th birthday.
Instead of having a big party and a bouncy inflatable castle to celebrate...Lesley and I spent a couple of hours where his ashes were scattered in the 'Garden of Tranquility' at the Demelza House Children's Hospice.
He always seemed to love going there...and because of what they are...they had a special place just for him.
It's a very sad day in the Vurnum household...but at the same time I feel so very proud of a little boy who couldn't talk or sit or walk...yet had a profound effect on everyone that he met.
Whenever I start to feel sorry for myself...I remind myself how lucky I was to have been the father of such a wonderful, strong, little boy...who bravely fought everything that the world could throw at him.
Despite the many terrible experiences that we shared with Connor, it's his smile and his silent laugh as you tickled him that are the strongest memories for us.
Whatever I may be blessed with in the future...I know not to take it for granted.
And neither should you.
You can chase all the prestige or money in the world...but it will never replace the people that are important to you...nor the incredible effect that your relationships with them can have on you.
So...don't take what you have for granted...however poor or little you may think it is.
After all...there are a LOT of people who are certainly more worse off than you...and they are still grateful for what they HAVE got...instead of complaining about what they HAVEN'T.
And so should you.
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