results day today and am getting a little nervous. Am trying to work but my mind is wandering so I'm having a break to come on here and share a little poem which my Mum wrote and gave to me yesterday. Am absolutely amazed at my Mum as I never realised she was so talented and am so proud and grateful to her for her kind words.
Our daughter is a Princess,
Our daughter is a wife,
She’s also a mother whose boys are her life.
Now, that life’s been threatened by the word that we most dread.
The day you told us, we tried to stay sane,
I couldn’t put a plaster on to make it well again,
And so began the radio, chemo too…
You’ve had to stick in needles
That, I couldn’t do!
You’ve hid your tears,
You’ve hid your fears,
You’re being so brave about that damned word,
Our daughter who’s a Princess…
Its fair to say that this brought more than a couple of tears to my eyes - it will be in my handbacg today at my appointment...