The first week in February 2011 I was called for a routine mammogram, having turned 50 the previous year. On the 9th of February 2011 my lovely husband, Jon, died of a heart attack. He was 53 years old. I was told I had breast cancer in March 2011. That in itself was so frightening to hear as my mum died of breast cancer eight years ago, but made even more difficult due to the loss of my husband who I have been with since I was 15.
The photograph with this story is of me and my only daughter with two new labrador puppies, Molly, the black one and Harley, the brown one. We pick them up on the 18th of December. Both me and my daughter need something to focus on so they should keep us busy and bring us lots of love xx♥
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