1999. The best year of my life for many reasons. One being that on the 23rd of September my wife and I were gifted with our two beautiful boys, Max and Jackson. You could say that we were that happily ever after family that everyone dreamt of being. I guess we were at the time. Both of us in a stable job, the boys excelling in school, a nice little modern flat, everyone getting on. Who would've thought that such a terrible thing was to come and wreck my gorgeous little family that I had going?
