What it’s like to be a mum, without a mum…

    I remember her sitting on the end of the bed, brushing her long, red hair, talking to me about her trip into town that day. For that split second, we both forgot what it was like to be ‘normal’, the world was going around again, laughter bounced off of the empty walls and her smile was brighter than I’d ever noticed before. But behind it, she was breaking. And for the first time ever, I watched her laughter turn to tears… “I’ll see you get married, but I won’t see you all have children ….and that’s what...

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