I always considered myself lucky, the ‘c word’ didn’t exist in my family, until last year. My dear grandmother passed away very soon after being diagnosed with bowel cancer that had spread to her liver. My grandma was a full time carer to my aunt and worked up until her diagnosis (40+ years of service to the NHS), she never got the time to herself we hoped would come with retirement.
And so, seeing as running anything is out of the question with my dodgy knees I’m going to walk 10,000 steps a day for my grandma and all the families who lost someone too soon.
Love,
Orlagh.
