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By Rachael Chadwick

ISBN-10: 1471134326

ISBN-13: 9781471134326

The heartfelt and uplifting tale of ways a undertaking to scatter 60 Postcards in reminiscence of her mom helped a tender lady come to phrases along with her loss.
On eleven February 2012 Rachael Chadwick misplaced her mom to melanoma, simply 16 days after first being clinically determined, and her global shattered correct in entrance of her. completely uninterested of the milestones and reminders, in December of that 12 months she made up our minds she may do anything diversified and created a venture established round her Mum's impending sixtieth Birthday. eager to unfold the be aware in regards to the terrific individual she had misplaced, Rachael had the brainwave of leaving notes round a urban in her reminiscence. determining she might take it a step extra she questioned what could occur if she may ask humans to answer her? packed with wish and effort she hand-wrote sixty postcards, each one along with her e-mail handle on the backside asking the finder to get involved. yet one query remained, the place should still she go?
realizing how a lot she longed to go to Paris,...

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Calm down, love! We settled down to watch the concert from our armchairs. Before long we were joining in and it was when we were singing along to Pray that I noticed Mum crying. I laughed at her and asked if it was because I was twenty-eight years old and I was still sitting in the lounge with my mum watching Take That. Some things never change. She laughed with me, wiped her tears and we continued watching, throwing our hands up in the air to Never Forget and giving a standing ovation and a cheer at the end.

I was calling another school friend as we ran. Bethan (two people with ‘Beth’ at the beginning of their name – I know, this could get confusing) must still be on the tube – I got her voicemail. No problem, we would meet her there. As we walked through the entrance to the station, we spotted her and we all embraced, hugging as if we hadn’t seen each other for years. (It had only been a matter of weeks, but this time was different! ) Oh, the sleepiness was over and we were now wide-awake and raring to go.

She was taken to the Ansty Ward at first and then to Ward B4. I had no clue what these meant until Sarah explained that the first was an assessment ward and the second was a colorectal one. Somebody has to help her. She was staying overnight. Mum will hate that. After her first night in the ward, Mum was told that she would be going in for further scans to check on the shadows that had been spotted on her liver. One of the nurses looking after Mum was, purely by chance, one of Sarah’s best friends Claire.

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