Every day I live without my child. Me and my 1st born, my boy I named after myself have never even had a christmas together. I remember when his mom was pregnant and we found out he was a boy and I imagined all the father/son things we were going to do together, Id never had that with my own dad and all I knew is my boy would never grow up without knowing he has a dad who loves him more than anything in this whole wide world. Even though they keep him locked away in the worlds biggest open prison, they cant stop me putting money in his bank every christmas/birthday and those times it just overwhelms me and I have to do anything I can to help my boy, they cant stop him growing up and wanting answers, they cant stop the inevitable and they definetly cant stop the day coming where my boy is back with his dad and we go and do all them father/son things Ive dreamed of for so long, take him for his first pint, teach him how to drive and of course one day try and show him how to be a dad to his own children. Its been 3 years since they first illegally and brutally took my son captive and I can honestly say it never gets any better, they took away the sunshine in my life and all thats left is darkness, clouds and rain. All I want for christmas is my baby back.