2nd June 2015.
My memory of all things is generally very poor but I recall this day so well. I recall the sun shining as we sat at home watching the clock. Stressed out but trying so hard to remain positive. Knowing that this day would bring us the answers. I recall being annoyed that your doctor wasn't around when we turned up for your appointment. I recall his office. The nurse sitting in the chair by us. I remember seeing your PET-scan results with your whole body lit up as if it were on fire. Cancer pretty much active everywhere.
8 years since we lost all hope.
8 years of sadness.
8 years of grieving.
8 years of knowing we wouldn't grow old together.
I miss you every day xxxx