“I brought my daughter into the world and took her out of it.” This stark, brutal sentence defines the ultimate sorrow and strange relief of my experience. As I held Deborah’s hand, feeling the final spark of her extraordinary energy fade, I was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of sadness, yet relieved that the constant, grinding agony that had consumed my beautiful, whirlwind of a girl was finally over. The pain was gone, but so was the force of nature that was my eldest daughter, Dame Deborah James. It is now twenty-one months since that day, and the world continues...
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