I live in a small town, which is currently full of people wearing black. They have all just left the funeral of a 31 year old mother, who died of cancer.
They found she had breast cancer when she was pregnant, and had to deliver the child early, but it was too late for her, the cancer had spread everywhere.
As far as I know she has left 2 very small children...
I was so touched by the amount of people that had attended, alot of people I know, knew her, she must have been very popular. But I feel so emotional about this, and I didn't know her.
It must have brought home, the realisation that this is a possibility, that any of us could leave our young kids without a mother... and that really scares me.