They say it's the people you meet along the journey that count. I met a very special person, Ryan Gunn, an 18 year old boy from the country.
I first met Ryan last November on the ward at Peter Mac. It was great to finally meet another young person who could understand what I was going through and be interested in some of the things I was interested in. Ryan's family were terrific to me. They would spoil me by bringing in McDonald's and buy me DVD's. They would always encourage me to keep my 'chin up'. They were a family that just wanted their boy to get better and would go to any lengths to achieve this.
This week sadly, Ryan lost his battle with leukaemia. He fought for as long and hard as he knew how. Ryan had a fighting spirit like no other person and his life has been cut way too short.
I will never forget the advice Ryan gave me and the laughs we shared together when things seemed pretty glum.
One thing Ryan taught me is that there are always people out there worse off than you, so don't sweat the small stuff.
Rest in peace Ryan. xox

beautiful jac x
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