When I used to get upset my gran would be the one I would talk to and then when she left, I turned to Alanna. Now I had no one. Letting that sink in more tears fell from my eyes.

Charlotte was lovely, great and very understanding but it wasn’t the same and there were some things I couldn’t talk to her about. It wouldn’t feel right ranting to her about her son.

But this wasn’t about Jake.

“Here sweetheart”. She gave me my tea and placed a box of tissues next to me. “It’s okay ...