In March 1999 My World Fell Apart When My Younger Brother Of Three Years Was Killed In A Motorbike Accident. I Have Not Yet Came To Terms With His Death And Everyday I Still Expect Him To Walk Through The Door. The Day He Died Is A Nightmare I Have Not Yet Woke Up From. My Daughter Was Only Ten Months Old When Her Uncle Died. I Had To Stay Strong For My Baby.I Had Not Grieved Fully For My Brother When On the 24th December 2000 My Dad Died Of Cancer. Now By Daughter Is Ten And Finds It Hard To Understand Why Her Uncle and Grandad Are No Longer With Us.
I Miss Them Both Dearly.
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