There are a group of five of us who met at ante-natal classes - the babies are all 3 now. We've become good friends over the past three years. One of us is a single Mum and a year ago she met a lovely man, with two children. His wife had died of cancer a year previously. I met him at another one of the five's wedding - last November and they are so happy together - all the children get on and it's working really well. His daughter had leukaemia when she was 6, but had been in remission for four years. About 8 weeks ago it came back - she died on Easter Sunday. She was 10.
My children have been driving me mad this week - but I just gave them both a massive hug and told them how much I love them. Puts it all into perspective really, doesn't it?