My sister's anniversary is today, she is gone 8 years and was only 33 when she died of cancer 😞when she was sick I never really thought she was going to die. It was awful though. It started as a lump in her leg which originally said was benign but turns out it was malignant for years. She didn't go back until she felt ill years later.
They cut it out, but it was absolutely everywhere.
She married her long term partner in the hospice, she went in there for what was supposed to be a few days but never came home.
She said the hardest part was telling her two boys she had to leave them.
It's just so unfair, she was 'good' health wise. She didn't smoke, hardly drank, didn't do sun beds or sun bathing but still got melanoma.
My grandmother who raised me died 1 year and 1 day before her, cancer as well.
Sometimes I think I'll tell them x but remember I can't even after all this time.
It does get easier, well it has for me anyway I fell apart at the start but I am together again now even though I do still miss them a lot.
If you've made it this far thanks for listening to my rambling, I'm crying now which always give me a headache. 1 hour til work is over. Then collect DS and snuggle. Well he won't want that, active little fella.