I'm sure we all know or have known someone who has had to face the terrible fight.
Cancer has no fear, it chooses it's victims randomly. Young or old....it doesn't care.
It chose Stephen, he thought up until his last few days that he could beat it, but Cancer knew better.
On the evening of the 20th December 2017, Steve was in and out of consciousness.....the plan was for his transfer to the Cynthia Spencer Hospice first thing the next morning.
I kissed him goodnight, said see you in the morning and not to go anywhere without me....but within just a few hours, just before 2am Steve decided it was time to go.....
The only blessing is he is free from the pain and in a far better place.
Just a few hours of Steve's first anniversary, he was joined by his best friend....Dave Blues, "Bluesy".
Bluesy promised Steve he would look out for me, he was a good man and fulfilled his promise.
I'm sure they are together and getting into all kinds of mischief.
This Race for Life is for you Steve.
Sleep tight Stevo....don't let the bed bugs bite 💔 xxx
