In time, I shall write more letters explaining why I chose to take my life. Our time together is so precious. I don't spend it watching the clock, waiting for their bedtime so I can get some peace. Instead, I make the most of every moment. We spend hours reading and playing games.
Many mothers are too busy to do simple things such as that.
In the mornings, Malcolm helps me downstairs, and back up to my room at bedtime. When I want to go anywhere, I have to use an electric wheelchair. I cannot even make a cup of tea. Malcolm has to run the household, and the children are a great help. They manage to make their tea after school, as I watch them with a mixture of sadness and pride.