Carnations.

Some days I wish that people who moan to me about their lives, and what they do and don't have, could have some other people's lives.

Over the last three years, I've occasionally met a father at the cemetery who's little boy died of thyroid cancer at the age of 6.

Today he told me his eldest daughter who is 22, has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer which has spread into her lymph nodes.

I've always known life isn't fair, it's just for some people it seems more unfair than ever.