It was exactly a year ago today (5th April) that my amazing, funny, kind, clever Daddy promised me that everything would be ok after got a call from the doctor asking him to go and see them. Everything was not ok... he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. He was with us for 8 weeks afterwards, but he was in pain, was on a cocktail of medication and lost loads of weight. He was so brave, but it was horrible to see the person I loved most in the whole world deteriorate so fast. Cancer is cruel and the sooner we find a cure, the better!
As you probably all know, I'm not a fan of running to say the least, but I'm going to do it for Dad and for all the people the money I raise can help in the future. Together, we can stop amazing people being stolen away too early and we can stop families being torn apart by cancer. Thanks everyone xxx