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Raeyah's Hands of Support A registered charity supporting families & children with Autism going through cancer treatment.

🩷🕊️ Happy Heavenly 8th Birthday to our beautiful daughter 🕊️🩷Today you should be turning 8, blowing out candles, opening...
22/10/2026

🩷🕊️ Happy Heavenly 8th Birthday to our beautiful daughter 🕊️🩷

Today you should be turning 8, blowing out candles, opening presents and making precious memories with us. Instead, we’re sending all our love and birthday wishes up to heaven. 💔

We often wonder who you would be today and wish more than anything we could hold you in our arms again.

8 years of loving you, a lifetime of missing you. You will forever be our little girl and always a part of our hearts. 🌈✨

We hope heaven is throwing you the most beautiful birthday party. 🎂🩷

Love you to heaven and back, always and forever. 🕊️💕

💜🕊️ Happy Heavenly 8th Birthday to our beautiful daughter 🕊️🩷Today you should be turning 8, our beautiful girl. We shoul...
22/10/2026

💜🕊️ Happy Heavenly 8th Birthday to our beautiful daughter 🕊️🩷

Today you should be turning 8, our beautiful girl. We should be watching you blow out your candles, opening presents, hearing your laughter and making precious memories together. Instead, we’re sending all our love and birthday wishes up to heaven. 💔

There isn’t a day that goes by that we don’t think about you, miss you or wish we could hold you in our arms just one more time.

We often wonder who you would be today, what your little voice would sound like, what you’d love and what your beautiful personality would be like. We have missed out on so many moments with you, and that will forever break our hearts.

Although we can’t celebrate with you here, we will always celebrate you. You will forever be our daughter, our beautiful girl, and a piece of our hearts that lives in heaven.

8 years of loving you, a lifetime of missing you, and forever wishing you were here. 💜

Happy 8th heavenly birthday, our precious angel. We hope heaven is throwing you the most beautiful party today. 🎂🌈🕊️

We love you to heaven and back, always and forever. 💕✨

Thank you to all who have sent messages and cards again this year and to Leanne for her amazing cake 😘

30/09/2026

As Childhood Cancer Awareness Month comes to an end, I just want to take a moment to reflect on what this month means to me. 💛🎗️

Childhood cancer is something that no child or family should ever have to face, and raising awareness matters this month and every month.

September may be coming to an end, but childhood cancer doesn’t stop here. The need for awareness, understanding, support and research continues all year round.

For every child fighting, every family navigating the unimaginable, and every precious child who is no longer here, you are remembered. 💛

Let’s keep the conversation going beyond September.

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Some days, I feel completely torn between trying to keep living the life I still have and wishing more than anything tha...
21/09/2026

Some days, I feel completely torn between trying to keep living the life I still have and wishing more than anything that I could be with my child again.

When you’ve watched childhood cancer take your child from you, it changes something inside you that can never be put back the way it was. The thoughts, the memories, the things you saw and felt… they stay with you. Even on the days when you manage to smile, laugh, or carry on, a part of you is still back there.

People talk about surviving cancer, but they don’t always talk about what happens to the parents who have to keep living after their child doesn’t.

You survive, but you’re not the same person.

There are scars nobody can see. And some days those scars leave me questioning whether this life without my child is a life I even want.

I love the people I still have. I know I’m supposed to keep going. But grief can be so heavy that sometimes simply being here feels like more pain than I know how to carry.

I miss my child. I miss who I was before cancer. And more than anything, I wish I didn’t have to learn how to live in a world where my child isn’t. 💜

There are some losses that change you forever.When a mother loses her child, the world may keep moving, but hers can fee...
20/09/2026

There are some losses that change you forever.

When a mother loses her child, the world may keep moving, but hers can feel as though it has stopped.

She carries a grief that cannot always be seen — in the quiet moments, in the memories, in the places her child should be, and in all the moments she imagined they would share.

She is still a mother.
She still loves her child.
She still thinks about them, misses them, and carries them with her every single day.

Grief doesn’t have a timeline. It doesn’t mean she is forgetting when she smiles, and it doesn’t mean she is healing when the tears stop. She is simply learning how to carry a love that now has nowhere to go.

So be gentle with mothers who have lost their children. Remember their child. Say their name. Don’t be afraid to mention them.

Because for a mother, her child is never forgotten.
They remain loved, remembered, and forever a part of her. 🤍🕊️

I don’t know who I am anymore.I look in the mirror and I see a woman who looks like me.Same face.Same eyes.But I don’t r...
20/09/2026

I don’t know who I am anymore.

I look in the mirror and I see a woman who looks like me.
Same face.
Same eyes.
But I don’t recognize the person staring back.

Because the mother I was before you died?
She died with you.

I used to know how to be happy.
I used to laugh without feeling guilty.
I used to make plans and look forward to tomorrow.
I used to believe that if I loved someone enough, somehow they would always be safe.

Then I lost you.

And grief didn’t just take my child.
It took a part of me that I don’t think I’ll ever get back.

People see me still breathing, still getting up, still going through the motions, and they think I’m living.

But there is a difference between living and surviving.

Some days I get through the hours because I have to.
I smile when I’m supposed to.
I answer when someone asks if I’m okay.
I say I’m tired because how do you explain that your heart is exhausted from carrying something it was never meant to carry?

There is a pain inside my chest that words cannot describe.

It’s not just sadness.
It’s not something I can sleep off.
It’s not something a tablet can take away.

No medication can fix the fact that my child is gone.

No amount of rest can quiet the longing.
No distraction can make me forget that I should be hearing your voice, seeing your face, watching you grow, making memories that were supposed to stretch across a lifetime.

Instead, I’m left with memories of what should have been. I miss you in ways I don’t even know how to explain.

I miss who you were.
I miss who you were becoming.
I miss the future I thought we had.

I miss the ordinary things I once took for granted.
I would give anything to hear you call my name.
To hold you.
To see your face walk through the door.
To have one more conversation.
One more hug.
One more completely ordinary day with you.

People tell me to keep going.
To be strong.
To live for you.

And I’m trying.

God, I’m trying.

But sometimes living for you feels impossible when all I want is for you to come back.

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