Jason and I were friends from the early ages of 4 and 5. Our families were close and would spend many weekends at our local legion. He was my first love and first kiss (photo above)

As years went by we were still friends and at any family special occasions we would be made to have a picture taken together because of our little kiss in our early years, myself being very embarrassed because I actually fancied Jason. I had always fancied him.

In our teens we became less close, being a couple of years apart at secondary school. Jason being the confident type had no problems getting girlfriends whereas I was quite shy and had no confidence what so ever when it came to 'the boys' but I still had those little feelings for Jason, mainly jealousy because he wasn’t with me lol.

Then after school we would still bump into each other in the street and in the pubs on the weekends. I think we shared a few drunken kisses here and there but nothing came of it. Jason became engaged a few times (heart ache for me) but nothing came of them (thank you god) :) but then 2007 comes along...

My mum came in to my bedroom to tell me that Jason has become very ill with a brain tumour and being in a very close village where lots of rumours circulate regularly you can imagine what was being said. My heart sank; I don’t think I had ever felt so numb. I cried a lot and then cried some more but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to go and see him. Through all of his treatment and biopsy, through everyone telling me how ill he was and that I should go and see him because you never know it might one day be too late. I just couldn’t!

Mum even bought me a 'Me to you' teddy saying 'thinking of you' on the t-shirt to go and give to him but still I couldn’t go and see him, I felt like I would freeze then cry every time i though about it.

So I did the only thing I could, I text him. The texting became phone calls, then we arranged to go to the zoo together and the cinema a few time. 2009 we FINALLY started dating. After 2 weeks of being together I told him I loved him and felt I didn’t to explain why I couldn’t come and see him somehow I managed to tell him how I felt through all the tears, he then said ditto lol. Didn’t take long for it to become an 'I love you too'.

After a while we moved in with each other and were really happy Jason went for his scans and results, everything was fine until one Tuesday in March 2010 Jason went for his MRI scan and his doctor sat us down in his office to give him the results. I didn’t expect for one minute anything would be wrong but it was. 'Your scan results show that your tumour has started to grow Jason and you will have to start chemotherapy' the doctor informs us.

Of course Jason broke down who wouldn’t but we were strong together i ensured him we would get through it together and we have a lot to fight for. That evening both of our families sat together and watched a film had a talk about everything that was happening and enjoyed a take away. My mum (my best friend) was also due some results of a biopsy she had had a few days prior as she had found a lump under her arm. On the Thursday of her results we found out that my mum had also be diagnosed with cancer, of course I broke down. People were telling me not to get upset, how could I not? My fiancé and my mum had been diagnosed with cancer within couple of days with each other. But as a family we became stronger and closer than ever, mum sailed through chemo although losing her hair was tough but she still looked beautiful and she had a wide range of bandanas to wear which I would help her with. Jason struggled and became a little ill at each stage of his chemo but after the course had finished his tumour was stable and we could go back to living our lives. We went on holidays; done a lot of things that Jason never got the opportunity to do. April 2012 Jason  and I got married, it was beautiful, we had everything we could of dreamed of all thanks to my step father who left us the money for everything we wanted but he sadly passed away 8 months before our big day due to him falling off of a ladder at work and becoming paralyzed which made him vulnerable to all sort of problems i.e. Pneumonia.

After the wedding Jason and I carried on as normal, we moved house, got another puppy ‘Milo’. Jason started work again; everything was perfect until 2 weeks ago. Jason came home from work with bad pains in his head, we went straight to the hospital and he had a MRI scan and his worst nightmares became reality and once again his tumour has started to grow. He is currently going through chemotherapy which is making him very sick; he has been in and out of hospital for the past 2 weeks which has been tough with his hospital being over an hour away from where we now live.

5 days ago I was watching television and an advert for Cancer research came on asking for help. so I am going to help, I am going to help to raise as much money as I can so that with a lot of faith one day Cancer research might be able to find a cure for my husband’s tumour and for everyone else out there who has been affected by cancer. I have no idea how it must feel to actually be suffering with cancer but I see the hurt, pain and struggle in my husband’s eyes when he’s told that unfortunate news and my heart and strength goes straight to him and to everyone who is in the same boat as he is.

So I ask you please give as much as you can and help us beat cancer.