Thursday was a very sad day. These words are so hard to write. After three and a half years my 'sis' (Tamara's sister) died from the cancer that she had battled so valiantly. She was so much more than I ever knew. Even in her darkest hours she was caring for others in need without complaint for herself or moaning about the excrutiating pain she suffered.
She leaves behind a miracle child who she never got chance to run and play with, but loved so dearly. Little Jack was 10 weeks old when she was first diagnosed. He tells us mummy has gone to the stars and says goodnight to her at night. My heart breaks each time he says it.
Sleep well Steph. You are no longer in pain and I know we'll meet again in heaven. Goodbye my special 'sis'