Aaron was born in Chester, Cheshire, in 2000 and lived the first two years of his
life with his grandparents. He was the pride and joy of his mother Angela. As his
grandad I will always be proud that the first words he could say was "Dad dads"
as he was too young to pronounce "Grandad".
The very young Aaron could not resist the chance of switching lights on and off
if I was carrying him past a switch, interupted TV programmes if he got his hands
on a remote control and sabotaged my tape recordings if I was not quick enough
to reach the buttons first!
He left Chester to live in Knebworth in 2002 and even at a young age he recalls
he lived in a house with a blue door. His Nan Caroline and I really missed him
when he went.
In early 2003 Aaron's family moved to live in Liverpool where later that year his
brother Ben was born and in May 2005 his brother Matthew. In a short space of
time Aaron went from being the baby of the family to the big brother.
His first school was Hope Valley in Liverpool and throughout his time there Aaron was continuously awarded certificates and always came top of his class such was his educational ability and the rest of the family were proud of him.
At this stage of his life in his spare time at home he enjoyed playing computer
games and drawing and colouring pictures of space rocket scenes and always
enjoyed visiting his grandparents and great grandparents.
In the autumn of 2009 Aaron's family moved to live in Chester and at first he
missed his friends and way of life in Liverpool. His educational ability was soon
recognised at his new school as he continued where he left off previously. By
now in his spare time if you visited Aaron's home it would be unusual if he was
not on his laptop computer and it also came with him when visiting my home.
During 2010 Aaron was very keen on the subject of mathematics and science
and let it be known he wanted to be a scientist in the future and work for NASA
in the USA. By now his number one interest was space and astronomy and his
collection of books on the subject was growing. As he grew older he had a
no nonesense attitude, was opinionated and would argue his point of view in
such a manner that somebody pointed out he could be a future politician.
He thoroughly enjoyed visiting museums and being amongst nature in the local
countryside. We enjoyed walking over Bickerton Hill in Cheshire with books on
wildlife to identify birds, trees, insects and shrubs along with binoculars to see
into North Wales and Cheshire with some outstanding scenery on view and his
younger brothers Ben and Matthew thoroughly enjoy it too. After days out we
looked at Google Earth on the computer to see where we had been from the
satellite point of view. I was in the process of teaching Aaron to map read
when in January 2011 out of the blue he was diagnosed with Leukemia and our
lives were turned upside down.
From the moment Aaron was admitted into Alder Hey children's hospital in
Liverpool his life would change forever and once his course of chemothrapy
and steroids took effect his quality of life would never be the same again. He
spent the entire year of 2011 in and out of hospital, hardly a day when he did
not feel ill. Our happy times together had changed in that in a short space of
time Aaron was incapable of enjoying life other than being lovingly nursed by
his mother Angela who never left his side for a minute and visiting our home
was the limit of his travelling other than trips to hospital. He felt so ill that he
was not able to attend school for perhaps more than two weeks throughout the
rest of his short life.
Aaron was brought up to be a loving child and was never affraid to give a hug
to a family member and say that he loved them.
On New Years Eve, December 2011, Aaron left Alder Hey hospital in Liverpool
for the last time after it was realised his treatment was not working and he was
given three weeks to live. I spent every spare moment I could with him at his
home watching a beautiful Grandson deteriorate day by day. In the early hours
of Friday morning 27th January 2012 Aaron died in the arms of his mother
Angela. I have lost a precious Grandson who will live in my memory forever and
who knows, the world may have lost a future scientist with much to offer. One of
my biggest regrets is that he will never meet a future wife, have children and
grandchildren to love and tell stories of his life to
Aaron's passing will ensure that my two surviving Grandson's will be even more
precious and maybe I may see Ben's dream to become a footballer come true
one day.
It is ironic that Aaron loved cats and once stated if there is such a thing as
reincarnation he would like to come back as cat!
Farewell my Grandson and friend.
Grandad. x x x x x