"My memories of Sinead’s time at the hospice are mostly of her in the garden – like when we wrapped her up and took her out on Bonfire Night to see the fireworks, Sinead sat in her wheelchair, looking up, waving a sparkler in her gloved hand. I come back to the hospice garden most weeks, just to wander down and sit looking at the wonderful views, chatting to her. It’s the place I feel most connected to her."
- Sarah, Sinead's Mum
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