My wife is 37, a non-smoker but has Stage 3 Lung Cancer

It is 25 December 2021, 6:46am.

Moments ago, I awoke from another of those surreal dreams of going in and out of hospitals. As I laid in bed, my 2-year old daughter also started and began her crying “I’m scared… I’m scared”. I went over to her cot and gently lifted her out, soothing her with a deep hug and pats, then carried her over to my bed.

“Baby, don’t be scared. Daddy is here, ok?”. She gave an almost imperceptible nod, as she slowly drifted back to sleep. Lying in bed with her cuddled in my arms, I…