Yesterday was pancreatic cancer day. It totally side swiped me. A year ago in may my mum died 8 weeks after diagnosis with cruel cancer. I'm still hurting. There has been times over the last 18months where I just needed her, as she I suppose was the the only one who just knew instinctively what was wrong, how to help me through it with out actually doing anything if you get my drift. I have a lovely husband and children who have been there for me. Silly things make me cry moment s that I would have loved to share and moments where I just needed her to listen. Just thought this emptiness and sadness may have subsided a little by now.