I sat in my bedroom the whole of Sunday 2 December feeling very funny and low. After asking myself what the trigger was, I remembered that I always get like that a day to the 3 December every year for the past eight years. I had the opportunity and rare privilege of being the wife and partner of the most wonderful, loving, industrious, God-fearing and kind man. Life could not have been better than that because I was living every woman’s dream.
