Like most people, I feel like my family is invincible. I’m so lucky to have all of my immediate family still around me, happy and healthy. It’s something I take for granted each and every every day. And that is how you live until something stops you in your tracks. Something that completely whacks the breath out of you. That happened to me earlier this week.
In July, a family that used to come along to my local twin club received the worst possible news… one of their twin sons – just a bit older than my boys – was found to have a brain tumour. I’ve watched the news unfold on Facebook, as friends and family came together to pray the intensive treatment would be successful. Two days ago, his mum announced that it hadn’t worked. The tumours were too aggressive.