My "Roman Empire is the realization that my life is a lottery win. Somewhere in Sudan, Pålestine, iran, Afghanistan, Iraq or Congo, there is a boy smarter than me. He is more disciplined, more resilient, and holds more potential in his single finger than I do in my entire career.
The only difference? I am siting in a train and he is sting in the rubble of his dreams.
My "bad days" are his wildest dreams.
My "burnout" is a luxury he can't afford because his only job is staying alive.
It's geographical luck and it's a haunting injustice that we all refuse to acknowledge and look away
This was the last photo I had with my 6 year old son Hugh . He passed away 18 days later from cancer in 2021. In 10 days, I’ll walk the @LondonMarathon with 𝟮𝟬𝗸𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸, the weight Hugh was when he died 2 weeks after turning 6.
But really, it’s the weight of grief. The weight of losing a child. The weight of childhood cancer.
I’m carrying the names of children for other parents too. This is for Hugh. For all of them.
Help me reach £20,000 so we can support other parents who carry this same grief
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