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Thank You So Much Everyone

We, Paris (Keiton’s Mum), Uncle Warren, Nanny Laney, Grandad Jack and Auntie Starr are all so very grateful for all the love, support, kindness, heart moving words, generosity, selflessness, dedication, hard work and concern that you all have shown for our lil angel over the past 8 months, and some of you over the past 4 years.

We would also like to say thank you to everyone who sent flowers, made donations and attended the funeral, the whole thing seemed like some thing out of a movie, some thing that really couldn’t and shouldn’t have been going on in our lives but it was, and all the love and support that everyone showed has helped us all remain grateful for the little time we did have with our Keiton Bear, we will always feel a great loss and a curtain amount of anger and bitterness that KV was taken from us so early, that he had to suffer most of his life and never get to live life to the full BUT what we have watched happen over the past 8 months, how our efforts and Keiton’s infectious smile has moved the hearts and minds of thousands of people all over this world, has moved us and changed us forever. Nothing will be the same again.

Keiton should not have had to suffer so much, there should have been a donor for him, WE should not have had to fight such a hard battle, I should not have been stolen away from his bed side to do TV, Radio and Newspaper interviews, precious moments with my baby, now forever gone….

Keiton may not be here anymore but the battle is far from over, “KEITON’S ARMY” we live on in his name in the hope that his, our suffering, our plight, can help stop any other child and his/her family going through what we had to and God forbid having the same fate as our baby bear.

Just remember, cancer can affect any one of us at any time, you may think life’s all good today and then tomorrow it could all come crashing down… DO SOMETHING TODAY, GO GIVE BLOOD, BECOME A DONOR….

Keiton had to have blood transfusions the whole way through his 4 years of treatment, without that blood he would have died so much sooner, and if there had been a donor for him he might still be with me today!

Mine and my family’s hearts are broken, I, we, miss him so very much, just typing that makes me cry. I still feel him with me but crave his touch and long to hear him call “mum”, I still can’t believe he’s gone, how can such a live and large personality and spirit like his be gone….. As much as it hurts, I know that his time on this earth was served and I’d do it all again in a heart beat with no regrets.

We all want to continue on in his name, to make a difference, to try to set right were all is so wrong so please continue to check his sites to see how YOU can help us make a difference.

I would like to share with you all a poem I wrote and some that bring me comfort…..


I no I have been so blessed to have had him in my life, but the pain of him being gone is so strong, I loved him beyond being his mum.......

A spirit that soared and a smile that moved hundreds of hearts, I am the one who can't bare to be apart, I no, I hope, he is as happy as he was here with me, stay close baby bear, stay close to me....

I see him every moment of the day, as if he is only an arm's reach away, with that cheeky look in his big brown eyes, as I would wonder "what’s he up to now!"

I walk into his room where everything’s just the same, he's gone, I feel so much pain, and yet I smile.

I hold each memory and vision of him so tightly in my head, I close my eye's and reach out to feel his silky skin upon mine, I sniff his nu nu's to smell his scent.. Although a brief moment of comfort it may bring its nothing compared to the real, true HIM.

I’m lucky that you left with me a life time’s memorises, of love, smile’s laughter to ease away the pain, with-out you, nothing will be the same but that’s ok.

Through tear’s I told you, let go baby bear, its ok and you did it with such dignity.

His time on earth, over it may be, his amazing spirit and cheeky personality will live on as his legacy.

I Love You Baby Bear.

Give him special care

God saw you getting tired
When a cure was not to be
He wrapped his arms around you
And whispered 'Come to me'
So keep your arms around him, Lord
And give him special care
Make up for all his suffering
And all that seemed unfair

Do not stand

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.