While I was disappearing, everybody else was getting used to life without me. That's a difficult sentence to write. Because I didn't disappear deliberately. I didn't wake up one morning and decide I didn't want to be a mum anymore. I didn't stop loving my grandchildren. I didn't decide my sister didn't matter. I didn't decide Dad didn't matter. I didn't choose a man and happily ride off into the sunset, leaving everybody else behind. From the outside? Maybe that's exactly wha