21/03/2026
"Ten years ago, on the 22nd of March 2016, Ned and Jack entered the world in silence. Their lives were measured not in years, or months, or even days. Yet the moment they arrived changed the shape of everything that came after.
In the beginning, grief is loud. It sits heavily in every room. It lives in conversations that never quite finish and in questions that never quite find answers.
But over time it becomes quieter. Not smaller, just quieter. It settles somewhere deeper inside you, where it becomes part of who you are rather than something separate from you.
Parenthood began for us in a way we didn’t expect.
Ten years on, we still sometimes find ourselves wondering who they might have been. These questions have no answers, but they still visit from time to time.
There is a strange kind of love in losing children you never truly had the chance to know. You learn that love does not depend on time, or memories, or shared experiences. Love can exist simply because someone existed.
Over time, Ned and Jack have become not just a memory of what happened, but a quiet presence in our family story. They are part of the reason we hold tighter, listen longer, and breathe in the ordinary.
We no longer think of Ned and Jack only in terms of loss. We think of them as part of the beginning of our family’s story. Their lives, however brief, mattered. They shaped the parents we have become and the way we see the world.
There is a phrase we say often:
I have oxygen in my lungs. I need to make the most of it. Many don’t get that privilege.
Ned and Jack remind us of that truth every day.
Some lives are long and loud. Others are brief and quiet. But the measure of a life is not always in its length.
Ned and Jack were here, however briefly, and because of that they belong to our story forever."
Lovingly shared by Hayley and Liam, parents to Ned and Jack, on their 10th heavenly birthday.
