I'm Cuen Sharrock. Many of you know me as a friend, a brother, a son and, to two amazing children, a father. Caderyn will forever be the nine-year-old with a mischievous gleam in his eye. Elsha will stay quietly seven for all of time.
I do everything I can for my kids. But some things you just don't plan for.
It was two months before my 38th birthday. 20th June 2018. It was a bright Highveld winter's day. The day reflected my mood. I was grinning in anticipation of the joy on Caderyn's face when he saw I had left work early to fetch him from school instead of letting him take the bus as he usually does.
I never made that pick up.
On the way an SUV drove through a red light and hit me. I died on the scene.