One day, I’ll forget MY FAMILY

So many married couples look forward to retirement, the blissful years when your kids are old enough to take care of themselves, when you’ve paid your dues and worked hard to save for a few years of relaxation, adventure and quality time together.

But for me, that’s a future that I can no longer get excited about. You see, the likelihood is that I won’t even be able to recognise the faces of my husband and children, never mind live out my dreams and grand plans for my twilight years.

It was in early 2016, when I was 49, that I realised I didn’t feel ‘quite right’. I couldn’t pinpoint