Emma was the breath of my life. Sadly I lost her 2 years ago and the pain is still unbearable. Emma was only 37 when she grew her wings after nearly 2 years of battling metastatic breast cancer. We were together 21 years, I always thought it would be for ever. It was such a shock on diagnosis, 35 years old and to be told breast cancer had spread throughout her body. We have 2 little girl's who are now only 7 and 11. It's very hard bringing the girls up on my own. So much has happened. I say on my own because cancer not only took Emma it made me go mad and unrational, it took really close friendships away and tottaly destroyed the relationship between my in-laws. I lost my house and last week after working all the way through the pandemic I was made redundant. I just feel like giving up so badly and going to be with Emma. It's worse when I'm on my own if the girls go to my parents usually school holidays whilst I work I have crazy thoughts. I've had counselling and seen the doctors but it doesn't help. I miss Emma so badly I'm so lost and don't know what to do anymore. I constantly worry about whether or not the girls have inherited a gene because Emma's mum had it too but it was caught early enough for her. Emma was living a normal life she worked hard looked after the girl's and house and it travelled all around her body with no signs until it was too late. I worry so much for the girl's. We have blood frozen at a genetics place in Manchester for when the girl's are older. I think they talked us out of having it tested there and then so it didn't worry Emma and give her extra stress. They told us that they are learning new cancerous genes and it's best to store it incase of any advancements for when they get older. I just wish this nightmare would end its been in my head since diagnosis 4 years ago