hello everybody. I've visited this site for weeks reading your brave stories . The thing is we lost our wonderful daughter to lymphoma in October 2018 . She was 27 years of age . A school teacher with a beautiful 3 year old of her own . We are now raising our granddaughter. The pain in my heart stops my breath and every day I wake up scared of what the future holds . I lost my mum to cancer in 2017 and my husband has had it twice . I keep thinking if I die what will happen to my granddaughter. My daughter was everything to us and I can't get certain images out of my head . I can't cry to much as I don't want the little one to see me . It's so hard when she asks about mummy. I just don't know how I will ever come to terms with it . She was my best friend and always in my corner. I'm lost without her . Why is life so cruel to good people.
