Im sat here reading todays copy of The Times, looking at the main story- The death of Ivan Cameron.
I was travelling through London yesterday on my way home when i picked up the London Paper and read the headline 'Son of David Cameron dies aged 6'. My first reaction was 'Oh my god' followed by a slight sense of shock.
Now im just a Journalism student with a very weak sense of direction when it comes to politics. I know that Gordon Brown is the Prime Minister and I also know that David Cameron is leader of the Conservative Party, buts thats just about as far as my knowledge stretches.
As I sat reading the story about what had happened to Ivan and the life he had led, I genuinely felt saddened. Not just for the Cameron's, but for every parent who has lost a child. Obviously I havent got a clue about what that feeling must be lik,e and im pretty sure I can't even begin to comprehend it, but I can think of the relationship that I have with my parents- the closeness and the bond that we share, and I realise how devastated they would be if they ever lost me or either of my sisters.
I dont believe it matters what your disabilities are or even your age. No parent should ever have to bury their child.
The death of Ivan Cameron only highlights what thousands of parents experience everyday. They watch their children suffer from incurable illnesses, unable to take away their pain and all they can do is watch from a distance hoping the suffering isnt as bad as it looks.
I suppose that one good thing about this young boys death is that it casts a light on such heartbreaking circumstances occuring everyday all over the world. To normal people, just like David and Samantha Cameron.
They will never forget their first born son, and know that the bond they shared with him whilst he was alive, can only be strengthened from where he is now.
That bond will remain the most precious thing in their lives.
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