Do Not Go Gently
Winner of 'Best Writing on a Blog' at the 2012 Wales Blog Awards, Do Not Go Gently is the true and inspiring story of one family's fight when faced with cancer. More
Early April 2012 5.30am
Nan had slipped away in the early hours. We were half-expecting it, but even so, it hurt. So we stayed up all night, talking and drinking milky tea. And as daylight broke, we went to the beach to watch the sunrise.
It was a warm morning. As the sky stretched and yawned, Mum, my sister and I huddled over a piping flask of coffee. The sand was cold and a slight breeze whispered in from the darkness. Even though Nan had only died a few hours earlier, Mum couldn’t stop talking about Dad. She was so worried about his refusal to visit a doctor.
She sipped her coffee. “Dad and I came here when we were courting back in the late sixties. We were sat on that headland over there. We cwtched for hours and with my head on his chest, I could hear his heart beating. I remember thinking even then, what would I do if it stopped beating?”