strange but i been thinking about her a lot lately i dont remember much but sometimes i think if she lived a bit longer maybe life would of been so diferant for me , youngest of three children i was about 3yrs old when my mum lost the fight for her life and funny thing i dont know what she looked like really , ithere was only one picture in our home as we grew up but that had gone missing by the time i was 11, then i have seen photos of my mum and dads wedding but they also went missing , my dad lost his fight for life 19 yrs ago and my oldest brother 12yrs ago , my dad has sisters left but they have family of there own and the one auntie i feel close to remined me that nearly removing myself from my childrens lifes would be just like how i felt , but my mum died from something she couldnt control,
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