WHY MY SON STOPPED CANCER TREATMENT
Aug 30, 2022
4 minutes
WORDS: ANNA VERDON
PHOTOS: PRIME FEATURES AGENCY
Walking around the local park with my son Edward, 33, and his dog Binky, I can’t hide how proud I am of the man he’s become. He’s funny, kind, brave and always lights up every room. But glancing at Bedford cemetery opposite, I’m filled with despair. In November 2017, Edward was given just five years to live and he told me that’s where he wants to be buried.
Edward and I have always been very close. His dad and I got divorced when he was a baby but he still had a very happy childhood. We’d enjoy trips to Cornwall during the holidays where Edward spent his time swimming and learning to surf.
MOTHER’S LOVE
He was my only
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