I never met Nicki Stringer.  But I think she’s pretty amazing.  My cousin’s wife.  She had the joy of giving birth to a son and the shock of a terminal cancer diagnosis four years ago.

She was pretty much written off by the medics but fought against the impossible to receive treatment that extended her life well beyond anybody’s expectations.

Alas, not even aged 40, she died last night, leaving her husband and two young children.  For well over 1,000 days she beat this cruel disease and carried on living her life.

By getting the treatment she battled for her children can grow up having some meaningful memories of who Mum was.

Some things are priceless.




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