Deborah Armstrong

Deborah's Diary

My youngest daughter is attending a friend’s funeral today. There will be friends and family there to mourn his loss. He was twenty years old and died in his sleep – one of those things. No drugs, no alcohol, no driving over the speed limit – just safe in his bed, and still it is horrific to imagine such a thing happening to one so young.

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