My Story
As I write this on the 15th of May 2019, I and my family, still continue to mourn the death of my beloved Grandad, exactly a year ago. Oh Grandad, how did you fall so ill and go so quickly in just a matter of months. I wasn't ready, we were not ready. You were an amazing man, with the biggest of hearts. You did everything within your power to make the lives of everyone else around you better. You never showed that you were weak, or that the pain was causing you so much pain, even when the tumour in your lungs had grown so huge that stage four was all we could see. You were too fragile for treatment, but the doctors did as much as they could to keep you as long as you did. In just those couple of months we got closer than we ever had. I remember holding onto your hands this time last year, you didn't want to let go. The grip was so tight, ah how I wish I could just go back and hold onto your hand again, and make sure to never let go. I fed you your last drop of water through the lollipop sponge because you couldn't drink from a glass or straw anymore. Ah Nana, you only responded to my voice, I wish you'd respond now too. But you're in a better place now, you are no longer suffering, the cancer is not hurting you anymore. I am going to make it my duty to carry on doing what you did. I will continue your legacy of feeding those who are less fortunate, doing everything in my power to help as many people as I can. You paved the way for all of us and now it's my turn to do the same. Let's do this for those who have suffered and those who are still suffering. My heart is with every one of you. Cancer is cruel. 1 in 2 people will suffer with cancer in their lifetime. That is literally between you and the person beside you. The statistics are scary but what is even more scary is that it is true. We need to do something about it now. Even the smallest of donations will make all the difference. Thank you for all your kind words and for every donation. Let us beat cancer TOGETHER <3
