I'm scared of dying. I'm scared of leaving my children and Pete. I'm scared of them dying.
I think about mum and i get soo angry that she was taken so soon. I still ache so much just to speak to her again.
I look at her ashes and can't believe that that is all that is left of my darling mum.
Jords mri came back perfect and i so wanted to tell her. I think about her and it doesnt matter where i am or what i am doing i get tears.
I did't think it was possible to hurt soo much and not be able to do a damn thing about it.
I feel robbed that i can't see her again and that my kids will never see her again.