My Story
My dad, lost his battle to cancer in 2008, he was my hero and I miss him every single day, it's hurts knowing he's not here to see his 4 grandsons grow up. It's the little things I miss when I think of my dad, seeing him sitting in the garden reading his newspaper in a straw hat lol, or dropping to his knees in elation when Wolves/England scored! Or even Man United (I love seeing the pic of him and my jack) When he'd follow me into the hall to turn the heating back down because I'd turned it up. I miss our chats while we watched crappy game shows on an afternoon. Or how he would choke up at a film (miracle on 34th Street lol), and reckon he wasn't crying lol, he could never get through a Frank Sinatra My way song with out choking up at the end, and to this day neither can I, it's the little things I remember and miss so much. So I run race for life every year in memory of my Dad. Race for life is a day to support those fighting and the loved ones we've losed... My heart is with my loved ones and friends who are affected by cancer.. My father in law, john jenkins, he's fighting his own battle, I'll be running race for life for him too, I love you john, u've been like a second dad to me. XX Love to you all xxx
