Vicky's Race for Life

I lost my nana 7 years ago to lung cancer. There is not a day goes by I don't think about her, She was the bravest and strongest woman I'd ever met. Even tho she had half her lung removed and went though all that chemo and radiation therapy she still kept smiling. She still kept on going. My nana was amazing. She could do anything she put her mind to. She was kind and sweet but could still give you a good telling off. She just wanted to make people happy. I remember the last day I saw her, it was a Saturday afternoon after I'd be shopping. My mum and sister where in the car waiting for me while I just ran in to give my nana some things we'd got her. I remember how happy she looked to see me. How healthy she looked. How strong she really was. The last think she said to me was "I love you" . We waved at each over as the car drove up the hill , the last moment I'd see her as the car turned the corner. In that moment I didn't know that would be the last time. 3days later, she wasn't in any pain anymore. My nana was and still is my hero! And I know she is still with me everyday. I love you nana ❤️