I don’t normally make personal posts but I’ll make an exception for my mum.
Mum….you were a tough fighter. I don’t know how many trips you must have made to the hospital in the last 15 months to beat that cancer into submission. How many times you were injected, how many tubes you had stuck in you, how many time you put on a brave face for Dad. I was the distant son, in another land, only imagining what you were going through. And you beat the cancer, at least temporarly. Enough to visit your grandchildren for the last time, to play a game with your grandson, to read your granddaughter a bedtime story, to hug your son. I can’t believe that was only 3 weeks ago. Little did we know that you would soon be taken from us, not by cancer, but by something else, something your body was too weakened to fight.
I’m glad you had those final moments with your family, I will make sure your young grandchildren remember you.
Bye Mum.
6th Nov, 1943 – 22nd May 2009


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