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Dawn Joan Dowe was brought in to this world on the 19/11/60 to Joan Roberts. She grew up in Sprowston, Norwich with her dear sister Denise Peart. She then went on to have five children, Louise Dowe her first child who is now 32 years of age with four boys, her second child is Kate Moore, 30, who has three children, Hannah Dowe, 22, has one little boy, Gareth Dowe, 20, and her youngest, Bethany Dowe, is 18 years of age.

Sadly our mum was diagonsed with breast cancer 13 years ago, she had chemo and radiotheapy. We thought she had the all clear untill she was diagnosed 5 years later with cancer in the other breast. Mum had to have further treatment. She had a full mastectomy and her lymph nodes were also removed.

Unfortuantly the cancer had spread further, into her sternum. There is quite a funny story behind this tragic news. My mums moto was 'always laugh after you've cried'. She thought she had a jam sandwich stuck in her throat, we laughed and laughed about this jam sandwich, untill she was told that the cancer had spread everywhere, her bones, kidneys, liver, brain, lungs. At this point mum was told the cancer was terminal and she was only had 18 months to live.

Even with all of this going on, mum still managed to laugh everyday with her beautiful family and friends as though nothing was ever wrong. She was a true inspiration to all, never moaned or groaned about any of her problems, she just kept going and going and waiting on a miracle. Our mum was never one for giving up even though she WAS fighting losing battle. She just kept on going with a massive smile on her face even though in her heart she knew she was never going to get better. It didnt faze her. She was a fighter and she wanted to beat this cruel desease.

Mum never looked at cancer as a desease, she looked at it as though aliens had taken residence in her body. The mothership of aliens which started off in her breast. These are some of her words exactly: 'Aliens have taken over my body, made a family, and none want to leave home so they move on to another part of me, and take over that.' and so on.... this was only a little snipet of some of the things she refered cancer too. but the only thing she didnt call it was 'CANCER'.

These 'aliens' only started to affect mums way of living when she was in the hospital in October 2011 ready to go for radiotheapy. She fell out of her wheelchair to the floor and broke her hip and leg. Well, my mums word were 'my leg fell off my hip' and this all occured because the bone cancer had made mums bones so weak. Her bones were just crumbling beneath her.

She still came out with her ever inspirational spirit. Her leg and hip were pinned back together on the 6th and she was up and about on the 7th. Then she was told there was no more treatment to be given.

They had told her they didnt think she would see Christmas. So, my mums aim was to make it that far with smile. although mums health had very much deteriatod at this point, my siblings, aunt and i took on the role of caring for our precious mum.

She DID see christmas through... and what a fantastic day it was.

Late january she began suffering with anxiety attacks on the thought of dying. She was taken in to the 'Priscilla Bacon Lodge' where she then picked up with her symptoms control.

On the 16th of march she came home and we shared some magic and specail moments with her.

Our mum had a goal everyday whether it was to have a bath or paint a finger nail. she would never just sit back and give up on living.

Sadly as time went on, our mum really did deteriorate and was rushed back in to the hospice on the 16th of april. At this point our mum slipped unconcious and sadlly passed away on the 17th of april 2012.

Mum will be missed forever. She has touched so many peoples lives just by being the true, down to earth lady that she was.

So PLEASE dig deep and donate now. if it hadn't been for all the breast cancer research that has been done so far and still going on, my wonderful mother wouldn't have lived as long she did. EVERY LITTLE HELPS. PLEASE.