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At a young age I was already aware that my mother was different to other mothers. She was always tired, never played tag or football and when we went shopping she would often stop to look in shop windows. To me that was normal family life. When I got older my mother explained that she had a weak heart. Everything became tragically clear when my bother suddenly died. I was 13 and he 17.Read More