Dementia is something I didn’t fully understand until it touched my family directly. In September, my great grandad was diagnosed with vascular dementia. Since then, our lives have changed in ways I never imagined. His rapid decline led to palliative care earlier this year, and now he is in a care home receiving end-of-life support.

Being away at university, nearly three hours from home, has made this journey even harder. I’ve missed lessons to visit him, cherishing every moment. Despite the challenges, my grandad has defied expectations, surpassing his six-month prognosis from January and showing strength every day. Yet, we live with the constant uncertainty of when his health may worsen.

Watching someone you love change so profoundly is heartbreaking. Dementia doesn’t just affect the person diagnosed—it shakes entire families, altering their lives and dreams. But through all this pain, my love and hope remain steadfast. I believe that one day, we will find a cure.

So, why run a marathon? Well, aside from the fact that running 26.2 miles is definitely going to be tough, this is my way to honor my grandad’s incredible life and the deep love he has inspired in so many people around him. Though his health is failing, his spirit and the impact he’s had on our friends and family remain strong.

This marathon isn’t just about me crossing a finish line—it’s about raising awareness, raising hope, and running for a future where dementia no longer steals lives and memories. Thanks for reading, supporting, and maybe even cheering me on (because I’m definitely going to need it).