‘A couple of months later, Rhys made a confession’ The bond between a father and son is unbreakable. From the moment you first hold your baby boy, you are bound together.
And the tie between my son Rhys and I was even stronger than most. Inseparable, we did everything together.
We both loved the outdoors.
Struggle
Keen nature photographers, we’d walk or cycle for miles through the forest near our home, taking pictures.
And I taught Rhys, a talented musician, to play the keyboard.
Growing up, despite Rhys making good friends and being diagnosed with depression and unable to work, our bond never faltered.
In 2004, Rhys, 34, started to struggle to sleep.
‘Something’s not right,’ I told my wife, his mum, Elizabeth one morning, when Rhys gave me the…