My Story
In 1996 i had my first experience of losing someone close to me to cancer. My Granny lost her fight to live and to say I was devastated is an understatement. Since then I have felt lucky not to have any further direct experience of cancer. This all changed when my children's Grandad was sadly taken from us earlier this year. Our whole family is still struggling to come to terms with the loss of a man who was kind, gentle, fun and very much loved by all who knew him. I have decided that I want to jog the race for life in memory of Brian this year and I hope you will be kind enough to donate even £1. I know there is nothing I can do to make the pain of the family easier so this is just my small attempt to help cancer research raise vital funds to do more work in finding a cure for those still living with cancer and for those who may be affected in the future.
