Willow’s Special Days are so much more than just a day and their importance and impact cannot be overestimated. The Special Day provides an uplifting and positive experience to be shared with a partner, parents, siblings, children or close friends. From the moment of application and the anticipation of the day to come, to the excitement of the day itself, a Special Day creates memories that are treasured forever.
Our journey with Willow
Jessica is 22 and has Neurofibromatosis Type 2 (NF2) – a genetic condition that causes growth of multiple benign tumours throughout the nervous system. In her own words Jessica describes her journey with Willow.
James was just 24 and had liver cancer. James had been through an incredibly tough time at this young age and was undergoing chemotherapy to stop the spread of the disease when he got in touch with Willow.
Marco, 24, was diagnosed with Lymphoma just after finishing his degree. He chose to spend his Special Day at Reading Festival, taking the time to enjoy a break away from the realities of his illness and spending quality time with his best friend.
Off road adventures
Before my diagnosis aged 28 I was a very active person. My partner Fergal and I enjoy lots of outdoor activities and often went rock climbing and off-road driving. I was an Army Officer for six years, and was down at the gym three or four times a week. Fitness has always been a big part of my life.
I am 32 now, and have had breast cancer twice. I was 29 when I was first diagnosed. I was trying to remember what life was like before I had cancer and the very sad truth is that I can’t.
A special place in my heart
When I was first told about Willow’s Special Days, my first thought was ‘let’s do something as a family’ and so myself, my husband and our three children decided we’d like a weekend away in Edinburgh.
A renewed lust for life
Before my brain tumour I had been living the carefree life of a student enjoying the independence of living away from home and studying at university.
Being dad again
Five years ago I was working as an electrician and doing sports commentary on local radio at the weekends. We had no children, enjoyed regular holidays and were pretty carefree. Life was 'normal'.