TOMORROW never came…

Grief is unpredictable. There I was in May, getting ready for a Kylie concert – my eyeliner had gone on perfectly and my mind was racing. Would my hair go flat after an hour on the Tube? Would the kid

Just as she got her life back, it was cruel ly snatched away

Dear Michael, I n a job like yours, ...

Each month a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This month Victoria Levy writes to her mum Rica

WHEN Jade’s phone rang and the name “Mum” appeared on screen, her first reaction was to reject the call. Her mum communicated with her frequently, normally by text message, and often for the most mund