“I take with me the loving looks in your eyes; I take your eyes with me.”

Three years and six months later, it is incredible to me that I have made it this far. To realise that the deepest pain is synonymous with the most infinite love my soul could ever hold.

On 6 September, we once again honoured Oscar’s memory and legacy in a very
special way, at the Sant Just football ground, where a banner already hangs bearing his image and the words “Sempre amb nosaltres” (Always with us), Ó7. It is a place that represents Oscar’s passion and dedication.

His legacy was honoured with a statue depicting him with his hand outstretched, inviting everyone, children and adults alike, to come up and give him a high five.

Seeing my son’s image in the place where he was happy, where he shared his
passion for football and helped so many children grow, is an emotion that is difficult to describe.

After such a painful loss, it is easy to feel utterly alone. And yet, this gesture reminds me that his memory is still alive in the hearts of so many people and that his legacy lives on among us.

I find myself reflecting on all this, putting aside the process, the craftsmanship and the finishing touches of the artists who brought the sculpture to life. What truly moves me is the thought that something so beautiful could come from something so bitter; the loss of such a pure heart, of a young person with his whole life ahead of him.

And, of course, the loss of Oscar, my son, a part of my soul and my very being.
He will always be remembered by everyone who loves sport, who steps onto the playing field and who reads the inscription:

He lived with passion, played with respect and taught with his heart.

I felt the loving looks, the red eyes and the broken hearts of so many people
gathered there to see his statue unveiled. I spoke to you all from the heart. I want to remember that moving gathering for what it truly was: an antidote to loneliness, to feeling empty, to feeling that we belong to something.

A community that feels the pain of others, that is always there to support us, whatever the circumstances. It was so moving and special to see so many people gathered there. The tears of his friends, the affection of his dragons, bringing flowers to his image, and the warm, generous embraces of everyone who came together are beyond price. I am deeply grateful.

Every child who plays on this pitch, every training session and every smile that
begins here will also be a way of keeping his memory alive.

Knowing that he has not been forgotten brings me comfort and strength, and reassures me that he has left an indelible mark.

There is one detail that was neither planned nor considered: from the players’
corridor and the changing rooms, you can see Oscar as you enter or leave the pitch.
As I wrote on my Instagram:

Oh, Oscar, I hope you can feel just how beautiful people can be when they
remember you. I hope you can feel proud of all this, knowing that even though they only had the chance to know a little of you, you had already won their hearts.

I feel so fortunate to have shared those moments with you: your clowning around, your laughter, your hopes and your dreams. And, of course, remembering all this now hurts. It hurts so much. I often say that I keep the dark days, the sad moments and the painful memories to myself, more and more as time goes by. And that, too, is love.

I will never tire of thanking everyone for all the love and affection we have received. I hope we never have to go through anything like this again. Our children should never have to suffer like this. Oscar was taken from us in such an unjust, traumatic and painful way, as a result of the most appalling medical negligence, something so senseless and incomprehensible.

That negligence must have consequences. This is not about revenge; it is about
justice. Otherwise, what kind of world do we live in, where people can act with such impunity? Oscar was not just another number. He was a life full of opportunities, health, passion, sport and a future.

They say time heals. But all time really does is help you rearrange your life, find a place for that absence that makes so much noise in my life, and learn to feel Oscar’s presence in a different way. I talk to him, ask him questions and, even when I get angry, I let it all out with him.

It is impossible to stop loving someone, even when we can no longer see them.

Whenever I go to the football ground to see him, I am swept up in a tide of emotions: pain, love, affection and a mother’s pride. There you are, my son, in the place where you had so much fun, surrounded by your dragons and your friends.

We could never have imagined reaching this point. Imagine something like this
happening in your own life. It is almost impossible to believe. So much affection, so much love and, above all, so much support.
They say that a person dies when they are no longer remembered. This statue is yet another powerful reminder that Oscar will continue to live in the hearts of so many people.