Three years have passed since you ended your battle, mum, and three years since I said “Goodbye” to you for the final time. My wounds are healing, mum - thanks to the love of my girls and from Tasha and the fighting spirit you taught me. But it still hurts, mum. I miss you every day. Deia and Olive talk about you which makes me smile. I love you and will miss you always, mum! Xxx