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You might think I am crazy for doing this. If you know me closely then you know I hate, I mean absolutely detest running/exercise, but I want to do this to help the people who helped me understand and keep me alive when I was in the most worse place ever. This, I guess, is my story...

When I was 7 months old, my parents got a divorce. I lived with my mum and grandparents (her parents). My mum was always at work so they raised me (to say the least). I wasn't in much contact with my dad and the only dad I really knew was my granddad but I had 2 mums, when my mum was at work my grandma became my mum. They were and still are my everything. Then one day, I remember it well when my grandma felt a lump and she went to the GP's to get it tested, luckily it wasn't anything but unfortunately they found that she had cancer, ovarian cancer. This was in 2003, I was only 7/8 years old and I didn't understand it but I understood one thing, I spent more time with my granddad and less time with my mum and grandma as they were always together at the hospital. Over time my granddad became my everything, I was very close to him. Then, February 2006 my grandma was put into hospital and all I remember was going to see her there and not being able to cope with seeing her there or understanding why I was always at the hospital. I mean, she was the strongest women I had ever known and seeing her unconscious, not the nicest or easiest of things. One day, towards the end of February, I woke up to get ready for school, my great uncle and great aunt were there to pick me up, I was getting ready and was in the shower, unknown to anything that was about to happen. My granddad got up to polish my shoes and collapsed. He had a stroke. I didn't know what had happened but when I came out of the shower my great uncle was giving my granddad CPR, who was just lying there unresponsive and my great aunt was on the phone to 999. To this day I won't forget what he looked like, there on the floor. My granddad was rushed into hospital and my uncle took me to see him soon after. He was in the Resuscitation Unit. I remember seeing him. He looked cold and wasn't moving or responding, I was laughing with him only a couple of hours earlier, this shouldn't be possible. Then a few days later, Wednesday 1st March 2006 he passed away, very suddenly compared to my grandma. We hadn't told my grandma but when we did, we saw a tear roll out from her eye. She then passed away on Friday 10th March 2006. Within a space of 10 days I lost the people who were my everything, my parents, grandparents, protectors and most of all my best friends. I was only 10 years old. It was horrible. Then one day my mum took me to see Sue at Edward's Trust. OMG...I can honestly say if there were angels then she was mine. She helped me understand and come to terms with everything. She listened, gave me advice and most of all didn't judge me. All the people who work at Edward's Trust were and still are there for me. If ever I need someone to talk too they are just a phone, text or email away.  I quote 'I can honestly say, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them' - someone I met at Edwards Trust who also can understand what they are too us.

They are absolute god sends to me, I don't know where I'd be without them. I hope you can give generously so that they can help others like myself, because I know that grief can be a silent killer.

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