A new year has begun slowly and with uncertainty. To say I'm feeling a little "on edge" would be putting it mildly. I feel strange talking about this here but as you've all been so lovely I feel I need to tell you the end of the story that drifted into my IF submission a few months ago. On the 22nd December as my dad, my sister Tara and I held her close, my beautiful mum died peacefully. She had battled for six years with lymphoma. She was strong and fearless and even though I am missing her like crazy I know she had battled enough and is now at peace. We have spent three months living in my parents house with my sister, my dad and my family. Today is the day we edge our way into the real world, beyond the comfort of being so close in grieve and love. I'm not sure I'm ready but I know she's out there somewhere watching over me.