I’ve been lucky enough to reach the ripe old age of 39 and not have a close encounter with the Big C. Friends and family members I’ve lost have not suffered from cancer.  Until now.  My Bestie’s beautiful mum was diagnosed just over a year ago and now cancer is stealing her from us.  And I’m fucking angry, no, I’m livid.  How dare it? How dare this disease walk into our lives like it owns the place and take someone so wonderful? My Bestie and I grew up together, both of us were only children so we spent most of our time together, right upRead More →