In December 2018 it killed my beautiful mum.
When I did my first Race for Life in 2017, my mum sponsored me with £100 (!) because she said she had been to too many funerals lately due to cancer and she wanted to make a contribution towards the research that would eventually find a cure.
Only a few months later she was diagnosed with breast cancer herself. My mum went through many treatments including chemo and radiotherapy. She never gave up hope, faith or her optimistic outlook. I really thought she was winning. However, a year after her first diagnosis they found that the cancer had spread to her brain.
My mum passed away seven weeks later. She was only 72 and had still so many plans for her life. It's not fair. Cancer sucks.
I will miss my mum every day for the rest of my life.
My running shoes have been tucked away for a few months now to be honest, but I have signed up to this year's Race for Life anyway. I owe it to my mum.
If you have made it to the end of my novel, then please sponsor me. We need to beat cancer!