My Story
It was November 2007 when I received the news I never imagined I would, that my Nan had cancer and it was terminal. I felt at that very moment that my heart had shattered into tiny pieces but it became unimaginable how my nans must have felt. All I wanted to do from them on is support and be there as much as I could. Being almost 16 at the time I was still growing up and I found it difficult to know my Nan wouldn’t see all the years to come of my life. Worse yet, live any of hers. Cancer is one of those words that just gets stuck in the back of your throat. It is something that is associated with many things but mostly death. In my Nans case we were greeted with this in the April of 2008. My Nan was more than the title ‘Nan’ to me. So if I can do anything in her memory I will. If I can do anything to help cancer research to find that cure to prevent the ordeal my family and I went to because of the loss of the most incredible woman, I will. Let’s put a stop to cancer. Please donate if you can. Thank you.
