My baby was taken away and it’d take m e 50 years to find him again

Brett’s fiancée had been by his side through a devastating diagnosis. Then a cruel twist of fate turned the tables…

Watching my husband Gary answer the phone, I saw the colour drain from his cheeks as he listened intently. Without saying a word, he handed the phone to me, and I could see a shimmer of tears in his e

After a tragedy, I was told I couldn’t have kids, but against all odds I’d built a beautiful family. But was history about to repeat itself?

Sitting beside the hospital bed where my 15-year-old daughter Leoni lay, I clutched her hand. ‘It’s cancer,’ I said, fighting back tears. Seeing her bewildered face staring back at me, my heart broke.

At the end of the road I live on in Herne Bay in Kent, there’s a bench. It overlooks the sea and is a place I often go when I want to clear my mind. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve sat the