Around this time last year I ran the pretty muddy runner for fun with my best friend, I looked around at peoples t shirts banners and pictures of their loved ones that they had lost to cancer.
At the time I remember thinking I couldn’t imagine losing a loved one so early.I felt a pang of pain for those people and a little sadness.
I then carried on with my run laughing most of the way......Little did I know that less than a month later I would be told my dad was terminal, three weeks after that we lost him ?
There is not a day goes by where I don’t think of him at least fifty times and he is living in my heart and mind. I miss him so badly, so this year we will be running this race for him! Cancer is evil please help find a cure ?