Norfolk mum writes about time - a constant presence living with her terminally ill four-year-old son
- Credit: Nick Butcher
Norfolk mother Kyra Welch writes about her experiences with her terminally ill four-year-old son Kaiden Griffin at Christmas. Kaiden, who grew up in North Creake, near Fakenham, and now lives in Holt, has a congenital heart defect.
Dear time, The most beautiful aspect of life.
From the beginning, I've hated you, I've loved you, I've needed you.
I hated you, I hated you so much.
You were never going to give me all the time I need with my son, there were things in his life I will never get to see.
You may also want to watch:
I won't be able to watch my son grow old, fall in love, have children, or just live his life. You were never going to give me that time, and I hated you for it.
I hate that time is endless but he'll never get to realise that.
- 1 When 13-year-old Prince Philip visited Cromer following crab boat disaster
- 2 Hospital's walk-in vaccine clinic suspended after poor attendance
- 3 'How it should be' - Cromer abuzz as businesses reopen
- 4 Gelato and chocolate shop to open two new Norfolk stores
- 5 £500 grant paves way for new swimmers
- 6 'We love the town sentimentally' - Holt opticians firm opens 10th store in lockdown
- 7 Police and community fridge to be discussed at Sheringham town meeting
- 8 The Original Factory Shop set to open in Cromer
- 9 Seal trips braced for busy season ahead - but quiet first day after easing
- 10 North Walsham gym to re-open despite vaccinations continuing
I hate that there are people in this world that do not deserve you and there's people like us that need you.
I loved you.
Your still holding out, we are on borrowed time and every single day I am so grateful to you for that.
I remember when he was in hospital and I used to imagine just sitting in the garden in the sun and just watching the world go by,
I didn't think we would get to do that.
But we did, because we had time.
I love that you have given us time to make the most incredible, unforgettable memories.
It just hurts knowing that one day it will all be a memory. Because we didn't have enough time.