My angel was beautiful,born with no hair and a cute chubby face, she had a way of melting your heart with a certain look she always used especally when she had been naughty,i couldn’t help myself she was all i had in the world and she became my world,my reason for getting out of bed every morning.Sarah’s father and i didn’t work out, he left us when i was eight months into my pregnancy,looking back i suppose i always new he would as he had big “commitment” issues which was confirmed afterwards by two of my five sisters who decided to lets say.. EM!!”spy”on him as they had their suspicions,and rightly so as it turned out his, (as i thought) “ex wife “was his” current wife” and guess what?she was also pregnant,well that was that for me,no more silly romantic “he will come running back and regret hurting me”ideas,”well his loss,” i consoled myself with that final thought on the matter and got on with more important issues.The day i gave birth to Sarah was warm and humid but then most days were like that in my last trimester,i was Hugh and finding it harder to mobilize myself so the  was right ha ha!!.There she was with her little squashed up face and i realized she”laboured” just as hard as me,we were a team from that moment,looking into her eyes i knew she thought the same in her “brand new baby”sort of way,i knew she was my true soul mate and we would never be apart.Life was tough going raising Sarah on my own but it was worth every minute even the bad days for instance when she was diagnosed with epilepsy,she was 2yrs of age and it was a REALLY bad day, but i was grateful that it was a mild form of the illness as i had seen the worst form and i thanked god for that,we coped with a good network of support in the form of family and friends, and of course the doctors,little did i know then that i would be cursing the latter before long.I hated the doctor that told me Sarah had a”fatal”brain tumor,it was a bad winter,a lot of flu and virus going around so when Sarah got a runny nose and started falling to one side i assumed it was a cold,ear infection,lack of sleep as she had not slept all night with a temperature,next day i was told my angel had months to live.We had an early birthday party,Christmas in July,desperately trying to cram another year into her last few months,she was happy but my heart was dead.August of that year i held her in my arms and she looked into my eyes with that familiar look,the very first look she gave me the day she came into my world and i knew that minute i would keep my promise to her, to always be with her and take care of her.we are happy now and we will never be apart,you see i couldn’t be here without my angel so i had to go with her.