Lost my love to breast cancer almost eight years ago. Still struggling
Silly breast firmness became a monster in a few hours. Metastatic mobile and deadly. In 13 months it tore my love from me and my children. Almost 8 years on we remain bemused and confused. Horrible unfair and confusing grief clouds our lives.
Affronted by the violence that ripped her from our hearts and our world.
It's still hard to move on and engage with such a cruel world that could exert such pain.
Does anyone else still sob after such a long time?