In April 2026 I’ll be running the London Landmarks Half Marathon for "It’s Time Charity", an organisation helping young adults who’ve lost one or both parents — a cause thats close to me. I’m one of the “1 in 7” who lose a parent before 30.

My Story...

I lost my dad suddenly at 19, and just 20 minutes later, his best friend (John)— who was like a grandad to me — passed away too. In the middle of shock and heartbreak, I could almost hear them laughing together, causing chaos one last time. It felt exactly like something they’d do. Running has become my way to heal. Out there, I feel close to him. I think about our funny stories, our jokes, and the version of me he helped shape.

Losing my dad so young tore a piece of me I’ll never get back. I was a true daddy’s girl — still am, always will be. He wasn’t just my dad; he was my best friend, my cheerleader, my partner in crime and the source of most of the inappropriate jokes I now accidentally repeat. Thanks dad !

Navigating my early 20s without him has been a journey no one prepares you for. The ache appears not just in the big moments, but in the tiny ones — the missed hugs, the familiar laugh, the milestones he’s not here for. It’s especially tough when you’re in that in-between phase of life, where you’re technically an adult, but you’re still so young to be facing something so heavy.

My dad loved people, food, and a good laugh — that was his happy place — and of course, a bit of harmless chaos. He made everyone feel welcome and left every room brighter. I honour him by living the way he taught me: with humour, love, and the ability to laugh even when nothing makes sense. I carry his spirit in every cheeky joke, every loud laugh, and every small act of kindness I share with others.

Thank you so much for reading, donating, or sharing. Your support truly means more than you know 🤍