Already had some boxes which just made me cry. He gave me back the negatives from our wedding photos, kids' photos, first gifts, daddy books.... Feel like saying “what a Sxxt you have been”, how would I have known you took all and so many of these things? That's the point where I think maybe, but for the cancer... But then something else comes along, a moment, refusal or a warm text and I am back to day one of discovery. Are you using me again to achieve your ultimate goal? This time it's smooth over your pending death, look after and make it calm for our kids and take the burden off M?