Jack Alexander Macpherson

2006 - 2008
LocationDumbartonshire, Scotland
Age1 year, 9 months
Cause of DeathGenetic Condition
Date of Birth28/07/2006
Date of Death29/04/2008
Visitors5,059 since 15/06/2008
Creator

Jack Macpherson aged 21 months

Jack flew to heaven on April 29th 2008. He had bravely fought a terrible illness called KRABBES
DISEASE.

Jack was born July 2006, he was a healthy baby who brought so much love and joy to our lives. He
developed normally until he was 6 months old. Within a few weeks he lost all of his skills he was
unable to move, could no longer feed, had poor vision, no smile, he was very ill indeed. We were
told that he may only have a few months left with us and that most babies will not reach 13 months
old. We were devestated, but determind that we would look after him the best we could and make sure
that we enjoyed everyday we had with him.

Jack was a fighter and proved his doctors wrong. He lived much longer than we imagined and we have
so many good memories. He was such an inspiration to me and to all that met him, he will never be
forgotten.

We miss him so much and struggle to accept that he is gone, the house is quiet without him. But we
remember the happy times and we know he is now at peace to laugh and run and play.

Love you my Wee Jack Mac xxxxxxxx


YOU CAN LOOK AT JACKS YOUTUBE VIDEOS AT http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZ-X3-KeWS8


Recent Gifts

Recent Tributes


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I'm so so sorry for your loss, i can't begin to imagine what you are going through. i read your story in todays Daily Record and i was in tears. What a perfect little boy, you must be soo proud of him and how he fought on. He will be looking down on you and the family and feeling very proud of you sharing your story with others. The work that robin house & rachael house does is incredible, my baby cousin was in rachael house and words cant describe how much they help


Sleep Tight little man xxx

Tee (Passer by) July 15, 2008

I have a precious son
who means the world to me,
he is living with the Angels
And is as special as can be.

And even though he's up there
High up in the clouds,
he's still my precious son
And I am still so very proud.

Melanie Angel Jacks Mummy (Mummy) July 1, 2008

beautiful angel Jack

Here is a teddy bear for you sweet angel as you can never have too many.

I hope you are playing happily with my daughter Livvy but try not to get up to too much mischief together.

send mummy and daddy lots of floaty kisses as i know thy miss you so much.

with love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Cheryl Hoon (a mummy who knows your pain) June 29, 2008

Gillians poem for Jack

Messy sticky, covered in glue

I can make the cow say Moo

Daddy look what I can do

I can paint and stick like you.



I like to read, I like to sing

Pretend to wind the bobbin string

Mummy see what I can do

I can turn the pages too.



Picture hanging big and tall

See my hand, its very small

My name is written on it too

See what I have made for you.



Now that I have flown away

Remember how I’d like to play

Now I can jump up high and free

Mummy, Daddy, look at me!



Wee Jack Mac, you have left a footprint on our hearts.

Melanie Angel Jacks Mummy (Mummy) June 19, 2008

Angels

Sometimes it is only after a death of a loved one that we recognize that angels have been present all along.

Just like you JackMac and Robbie high in the sky.
Both angels and bright stars together.
God bless.
Big xxxxx from Rosie.J. (Me and Mark) xx

Anne Hollern (Close Friend) June 17, 2008

gawjus

r.i.p jack such a gawjus lil boy gone 2 soon ur mammy n daddy must av cherished evry single minit ov ur life av fun wif the angels hunni godbless xxxxx

Julie (passer by) June 15, 2008

To Jack\'s parents

Treasure your memories you have of Jack and take comfort knowing how hard he fought to stay with you. Jack is a true inspiration to people to never give up.

I lost my son who was nearly 18 months old so I can understand how you are feeling at this time. I won't tell you that time heals because I don't believe parents can ever heal from losing their child but you will get through your dark days and find the strength to carry on.

I am so sorry for the loss of your son, Jack.

When God choose to take Jack up to heaven it was because he needed a new angel to help him. The best ones always leave to soon.

My love and thoughts to you both and this hard time

God bless you Jack, rest in peace little angel xxx

Laura Harrison Mummy (Friend) June 15, 2008

i am so sorry for the loss of your lovely little son.what a little fighter he was.when you have a 'special child' you know they may not be with you forever but you pray that day never comes and you have to say goodbye.i also have a special son who is very poorly at the moment so i know the awful anticipation of the dreaded day.hope your lovely baby is happy playing with all the other angel children xxx

Sue June 15, 2008

God Bless

To the parents of Jack, what a handsome little man. He gained his wings on my birthday so each birthday now I will say a prayer for Jack. My heart goes out to you, your family and friends, bless you all and my thoughts are with you X X X X X

Karen Robson (passer-by) June 15, 2008

Lost love is still love. It just takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dancefloor. But when those senses weakens, another heightens, memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. Life has to end... Love doesn't.

Melanie Angel Jacks Mummy (Mummy) June 15, 2008
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