Aunt Beth took complete charge of my life by feeding me every day and giving me the moral support I needed as I tried to plan for the future. But within a month of my parent's death I realized that I would have to come to terms with additional complications in life I could no longer avoid the obvious fact that my body was not functioning normally and could no longer be put down to shock or worry. I came to know that I was pregnant and was going to have Marc’s baby. It was on Sunday morning that I finally told Aunt Beth what I wanted to do and...