Not the 4 letter word to describe part of a woman's anatomy. Rather the six letter word Cancer.
I. Hate. It.
For those who have been around you may remember this post.
On Saturday evening Brett gave up his fight. All I can think of is how his mother (my cousin) is feeling at the moment in Sydney by herself with little financial or moral support. Also I am hurting for my Aunty (Brett's Granmother) who is the backbone of that side of my entire family.
People describe how hard it must be to bury a child, how about a grandchild?
Excuse me for a few days if I do not feel like posting.
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