My best friend, 27.12.1962 - 28.12.2014.


On December 28th, 2014, I lost my amazing Mum, Julie, to metastatic breast cancer just six months after she got diagnosed. Along with help from my Dad, I became her carer and saw every day how hard she fought to stay alive. I will never forget the look on her face when we were in the hospital room and the doctor told us there was nothing more they could do. At this point, my Mum had stopped eating, barely could drink anything and couldn't control her own body. She was there, but she couldn't do anything. It was as though she was trapped in her own body. When the doctor said those words to us, she just looked at me. She couldn't move or say anything but her eyes told me everything. She wasn't concerned about herself dying, she was concerned about me and my dad watching her die. 

It's fucking heartbreaking. Even now, writing this, I find myself reliving it all and am just holding back the tears. This woman was my best friend not just my Mum. Losing her and watching her fade away destroyed me. No one will ever truly understand the sadness and heartache I feel at her not being here.

In memoriam of my Mum and in hope of ending this bastard disease, I have put this link on my blog in hopes that anyone that has been affected by cancer would donate to this amazing cause and help towards one day getting a cure. Every penny helps, so if you can donate, please do!

Edit: We are now in September 2018 and sadly cancer has claimed another member of my family. Alex's mum, Lynnette, lost her battle with cancer on July 20th, 2018. She suffered from this disease for three years and went through grueling treatment, surgery and life-changing operations but still became another victim of cancer. So, please donate and help save another child from losing their mum.

Please go and donate!