My beautiful boy
Christopher was a great son, he'd had a rough 3 or 4 years where his world had been turned upside down. He was a generous, funloving young man but went out after work one evening and was involved in an unprovoked attack where someone hit him on the head from behind with a hammer. It turned out to be mistaken identity. Soon after that, because of the recession, Christopher lost his job and the bottom of his world fell from beneath him. He became quite depressed and somewhat withdrawn, although it did not stop him from being the best, most thoughtful and loving son anyone could wish for. His dad and I feel priviledged to have had 35 years of loving and being loved unconditionally by a wonderful and handsome young man. Christopher had spent the last 3 years on quite a lot of medication, but the future was beginning to look brighter and for the first time in 3 years Christopher made plans for 2012 and was set to turn his life round. He'd begun to socialise again, although he didn't like being where there were a lot of people, he was meeting up with old friends and talked of setting up a small business of his own. Then tragedy struck, leaving his family devastated. He went to bed on the afternoon of New Years Eve 2011. It wasn't unusual for him to have a sleep in the afternoon because of his medication. His dad went to wake him for dinner and he'd passed away, peacefully in his sleep. We have no explanation as to what happened, the post mortem was inconclusive and we await the result of an inquest, but the indication is that one of his medications could have been the cause of his heart to just stop. Christopher had been told mid December that it had been found that one of his tablets could cause heart problems and the dosage had been cut by half. Our lives will never be the same, we have not only lost our beloved son, but also our best friend. Our hearts are broken and his dad and I feel lost without him. Our only hope is that one day we will be able to look at his photographs with a smile on our faces instead of tears streaming down our cheeks. Our loss is certainly Heavens gain.