In the week that CervicalCheck campaigner Lynsey Bennett spent in a cemetery, when by right she should have been at home with her children, another funeral was taking place. The details were horribly, tragically similar. This was the funeral of the mother of a two-year-old child, also in her thirties. In the front row sat a young widower, stoic but shell-shocked, flanked by young siblings. His little toddler, dressed in a puffer jacket, chatted with family members , ducking around the altar as toddlers do, seemingly oblivious to where they were, and the fact that this would be as physically close as they would ever be to their mother again. “They won’t remember any of this, thank god,” someone said to me afterwards as I cried about the reality of this child losing their mother. I still don’t know if what they said is a good thing or not.
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