Sunday, 11 November 2012

My Nhandi

My Nhandi lost her battle this morning at 5.30 South African time. My heart is broken.
I can't believe it to be true. We have so much to do still. We have a million birthdays to catch up on. We have hugs to share, we have giggles yet to be have. It can't be true. It just cannot be.
I can't believe I'll never hear her voice again, never see that gorgeous smile, never hear her infectious laugh.

My darling darling girl. I love you so much.
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