Mum’s cancer journey

Mum was diagnosed with cancer on the 9th December 2016. The diagnosis came after she found a lump in her left breast (whilst she was sat on the toilet), and had a month of tests, scans and biopsies. She went into her diagnosis and treatment with positivity and resilience. That year, we had a lovelyContinue reading “Mum’s cancer journey”

Losing my Grandpa

Deda was Nan’s husband. He wasn’t related to us by blood. My maternal grandfather passed away in 1966. Nan met Deda in the late 70s and they soon married. He was in my Mum and Uncle’s life from their teenage years up until his death, and treated them as though they were his own children.Continue reading “Losing my Grandpa”

Grief and Fear

Lidia from The Grief Girl talks about the fear that can creep in with grief. “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.” I remember seeing this quote online after countless hours of scrolling through my phone- trying to find grief support the day after my dad died. I must admit: atContinue reading “Grief and Fear”

Exercise

The year that Mum died, I decided I was going to run Cancer Research UK’s Race for Life (5K) in her honour. She died in March and the Race for Life was booked in for 10th June. By the time I’d set my heart on doing the race, I had ten weeks to train myselfContinue reading “Exercise”