So tonight nan has had a rest, AC and unc Ian came over with the grand babies and she's tired, just woken up from a sleep, not looking forward to the polo mint, 3rd time lucky they might find the primary She is so strong, so positive, so uniquely herself and when she says she's scared I take note... This woman is afraid of nothing, expounds inclusiveness and yet she is struggling.. Struggling to be her most unique self, struggling with the day to day and if older age is not hard enough why does this *** disease have to happen...

i smoke, I drink, she doesn't, she has never cussed anyone off, she sends birthday cards like they are a mandatory requirement and takes everything in her stride, nan knows every detail about everyone in her (very large) sphere and puts them all before her own needs, I say f##k you cancer, you suck.. Take me cos this lady does not deserve your BS.