I don’t know why my daughter died

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

Christmas MOUR NING

When I woke up, I’d missed Christmas. But why?

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

Left to die on Christmas Eve, Grampa deserved so much more

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