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

While my hero was losing his fight, I had a battle of my own

WE are lucky enough to see a lot of our two youngest grandsons. They live in the next town but go to school and nursery in our town. With their parents working, that leaves plenty of opportunities for

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

When he was just 13, Jordan, now 30, lost his dad to alcohol addiction. A few years later his own battles with substance abuse began

While my hero was losing his fight, I had a battle of my own