In support of National Grief Awareness Week, I thought I would share my story. It ends on 7th December which is also the date my dad would have turned 64. My dad was diagnosed with Metastatic Lung Cancer and was given 2 months to live on 12 August 2020. We brought him home for end of life care and between my sister and I, we provided 24/7 care. We cared for my dad right up until he peacefully passed away on 4th October. Not a day goes by where I don’t think or cry about him. I returned to work in November and I am trying my best to keep positive. They say there is 7 stages of grief, to be honest I don’t know which stage I am but all I know is I am heartbroken. My 3 year old son points up the sky and says “Grandas up there in the rocket ship”! I am blessed and beyond thankful for everyday but I am missing my hero so much.