At the age of seventeen, I was presented with this tiny human being. I had not a clue as to what I was doing, it was a scary yet incredible journey that I was about to embark on. Daniel was a good and healthy baby. Yes I had many sleepless nights as does every new mum. I had not had a lot to do with any other babies and I certainly had not spent every waking hour with one. Mums are the ultimate when it comes to children, a mum is blessed with the whole thing right from conception. In honesty a father doesn't know the half of it. Daniel was and always will be my first born child, to lose a child, no matter at what age is a tragedy. As a mum, my thought is that a child should not leave before a parent....so many do though. Suicide is the epidemic that brought my first born to his end. Daniel had struggled with mental abnormality for a very long time, the depth that he had reached was one that I new nothing about. He carried on as normally as he could and I know that very few people new of his illness, he could bluff almost anyone into believing that all was fine. 
It was Tuesday morning, August 7th 2007, I had just returned from taking Jazz to pre-school, walked in the back door, the phone rang, I answered it to hear my second born child torn with pain and heart broken. "Mum, Mum, it's Daniel, he..he..he's dead, he hanged himself...h...is in Wagga......" this is the moment when all normal actions turn into slow motion. My world as I knew it had just changed dramatically. How do I comfort a brother when I am so far away, a child who has just been crushed by the news. All that you can do is go into overdrive, call the husband, chuck some gear into a bag, grab the other kids and go. So this is what we did. We arrived in Wagga that same night at around 11:30 pm . I go to the hospital to see my first born, walk into the ward and there he is, tubes and machines connected to keep him breathing. You see Daniel did not hang himself, he had strangled himself. There is a difference. As I stood next to the bed looking at my first born, I new that he would not recover from this, he was a mechanical corpse. We had three days with Daniel. On Friday at 2:10 pm his heart beat stopped and he was gone.

This website has been created in the memory of our loved one Daniel Richard Swansborough who was born in Australia April ~23 ~1973 and passed away August ~10 ~2007 at the age of 34. We will remember and miss him forever. 

~*This is Daniel during his time in the Navy*~

~*Daniels wedding day*~

~* Daniels 21st Birthday 'SURPRISE' *~


~*Susan~Daniel~Caine*~


~*Bit Seedy *~


~*Caine~Quentin~Richard~Daniel~Mitchell*~


~*Daniel on his wedding day in December 1994*~


~*Daniel with his boy Jackson*~


~*Daniel with his girl Shauna on her first birthday*~


~*Daniel with his boy Jackson on his first Birthday*~


~*Daniel with his girl Shauna*~


~*Pop Shoemark~Susan~Daniel*~

~*Mums Favorite Photos*~


~*Caine~Mum~Daniel*~

~*Beautiful Boy*~

~*Daniel Richard Swansborough*~
~*Born 23-4-1973*~


~*First prize at the local fete*~


~*Caine~Daniel*~

~*Daniel Richard Swansborough 17~6~1973*~


~*Daniel with mum at Wagga show*~


~*Daniel and mum when he came home from Navy*~

~*Daniel holding Mitchell *~


~*Daniel beginning school*~


~*Daniel relaxing but still deep in thought*~


~*Daniel with Shauna~Daniel loved his children so much*~