Stories I Found

I posted these stories to facebook one night, during Ovarian Cancer Awareness month last year. I cherish everything in these stories and my 10 years, 3 months and 3 days I had with Emma. I especially cherish the last few months of those 10 years, 3 months and 3 days

Story 1: The One about the Funeral Flower Letter Story (the funny one)
Her dad made a joke whilst planning her funeral about that he was thankful she was called Emma and not Penelope as the funeral flower letters in 2014 were £40 (now £52.90) per letter. This made both my uncle and the florist working on the day laugh as it was an unexpected surprised joke. My dad or my mum told me that and it’s my last proper memory of her.

Story 2: The One about the Last Living Memory Story (the sad one)
The last living memory I have with her, we were hanging around the streets near where I live with one of our mutual friends and her brother and we were just having a blast, I don’t speak about that memory much as it’s just so difficult. That was around July 11th 2014, around this time she was diagnosed, it was our last memory together.

Story 3: The One about the last 9 Years Story (the heartbreaking one)
I still listen to midnight memories by one direction but it just hurts that bit more, and night changes makes me want to bawl my eyes out. I appreciate what’s been released since, I appreciate infinity, I appreciate the solo music, I appreciate what Taylor Swift’s doing by reclaiming her music (which Emma would of been completely behind), I appreciate the last nearly 9 years of stories I wish I could of shared with her.

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