Since we lost my strong, beautiful Nan. Nights like tonight I sit up late thinking about her and the year we had. New Year's Eve last year was amazing. We had a nice Family dinner and for the first time in God knows how many years, spent midnight with my Grandparents (I'm 30 and a newlywed)

On January 17th my Nan needed a scan on her liver as it was enlarged. They admitted the first thing they were looking for was a tumour. We spent weeks and weeks worrying about the outcome, until finally on March 31st they diagnosed her with fatty liver disease, no tumours. The relief was indescribable. But just three months later, she was plagued by nose bleeds and admitted to hospital. They discovered that her breast cancer (previously treated with letrazol (spelling?)) had returned. She passed away two weeks later due to hypovolemia (loss of blood). We found out that same day that she had metastic breast cancer that had appeared to have spread. In hindsight, I think her scan six months previous had missed it. 

We didn't lose her to cancer, and it's ridiculous that we consider our selves lucky that this awful cruel disease isn't what took her from us. But as I sit here tonight, thinking about her and our first impending Christmas with out the boss lady of our Family, I just want to extend my love to you and yours, to everyone suffering from this awful illness, to anyone watching a loved one fight. You're in my heart and my prayers everyday.