My wonderful parents. My dad died just before the first lockdown when I was 28. I was a daddy’s girl from day one – he was the most supportive and caring person, always making us laugh. He even kept my mum smiling at every one of her chemo appointments and was always there for my children. A little while later, my mum passed away and joined my dad in heaven. They were soulmates and destined to always be together. She was my biggest cheerleader, my best friend, and now my guardian angel.
My parents were always there to hold my hand and guide me through life. I now have both of their handprints on my necklace, close to my heart. Even though they are in heaven, I can still hold their hands, and my children can feel their handprints too.
- Sarah Rogers