THE HONEYMOON IS OFF!
As my fiancé, Gareth, then 31, chatted away on the phone, I was up to my eyeballs in wedding prep.
Seating charts, table decorations, wedding favours - you name it, I still had tons of organising left to do.
Who was that?’ I asked Gareth, prying myself away from my endless to-do list.
‘It was the blood stem cell people,’ he told me.
‘They think I might be a match for someone!’
‘That’s amazing,’ I beamed.
Gareth had signed up to be a donor back in 2016 in the hopes that it could save someone with blood cancer’s life, and I knew just how much it meant to him.
When his dad was diagnosed with liver
