Richard and Rachel fell in love as teenagers and married at twenty-one. Both had survived childhoods marred by adversity and early deaths. Richard trained as an accountant, and they had two beautiful children and a lovely home. Then, the ovarian cancer that ran in Rachel’s family struck, and she was gone without seeing her children marry or holding her grandchildren.
Given the family history, their daughter Carys was advised to have frequent screenings and to marry and have children early, followed by a hysterectomy. Following her marriage and during her pregnancy, she too was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. She gave birth to Abigail, but didn’t live to see her baby’s second birthday.As to little Abigail, it’s a story that’s all too common: grandparents are usually separated from grandchildren by divorce, but sometimes it’s by death and remarriage. And so Richard, husband, father and grandfather, wrote this book so his granddaughter would understand the laughter and joy and closeness of the good times – and he wanted her to know about her real mother and how much she was loved and wanted.
