After losing my parents, Christmas turned into something to be endured, not enjoyed. I still went to the parties, wrote the cards and wrapped the presents, but deep down, it all felt so flat and so fake. But, this year, very slowly, things are starting to change.
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When someone you love has cancer, managing ‘normality’ on a regular day is hard enough, let alone over the holidays! Caring for my mum while she was ill taught me to look for the perfect moments that hide within every imperfect experience.
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