brought my daughter into the world and took her out of it.”
As I held Deborah’s hand during her final moments, a mix of sadness and relief overcame me—my vibrant daughter, who fought a brave battle with bowel cancer, was finally free from pain.
Despite being a mother of three, losing Deborah, who passed away at 40 after a five-and-a-half-year struggle, has been incredibly hard, especially for her 16-year-old and 14-year-old children, Hugo and Eloise.
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We arrived at my mom’s house with birthday gifts, ready to surprise her. But when her husband, Rick, opened the door and quietly said, “You shouldn’t have…
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