‘please look after them’

Each month, a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This time, Julie Morris writes to her mum Marjorie

Dear Stephen, W atching you, then aged 13, ...

I’d lost my hubby and the kids had lost their dad. But I knew what to do next…

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu

My instincts were telling me something was wrong with my baby. So why was nobody listening?

My boy was the light of my li fe yet he was fading fast