Cancer is a bitch!

I was having a lunch at the Academy of arts probably 2 months ago now..

Me and L was sitting there and this man dressed like chicken was walking around asking for donations, for cancer support.

Without a moments thought L donated.

He knew I had lost my wonderful and oh so missed Eva. 

But he doesn't know all of it.

Some might think "oh well" but to me that little gesture showed me something.

Compassion, the wanting to show support.

I'm watching stand up to cancer on tv, it's very hard because I brings everything back.

I see these people, some who have never been near cancer, crying.

They're showing children with cancer, terrible.

But it's terrible no matter what age.

I have come to a pint where, yes I get sad over loosing Eva of course and always, but I am so happy to have known her.

I can now smile when remembering moments that were happy.

But I miss her and would have loved to tell her about L, and watch her smile as she would've loved to annoy my big brother with this :)

The uk has managed to raise more than 4million pounds through this.

Let's hope it really does the trick.

Cancer is a bitch.