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.

When I think back to just a few short years ago, my house was filled with the noise of three boisterous boys, and I couldn’t get a moment’s peace – but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. In January

Lydia Williams, 44, lives with her husband Chris, 50, and their two children, Amelie, 14, and Arlo, 11. Every day, Amelie would come bursting through the front door, full of energy. Her life was a bus

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

I’d vowed to stop at nothing to help my husband but as the devastating news kept coming, time was running out.

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