My beautiful angel

To this day, I have yet to meet my beautiful angel. She is called Bea and is my sister's youngest daughter. She was born long after I left Australia to join my husband in his country. But we keep in touch and I always beg for pictures of her from my sister, the technophobic who thinks downloading pictures from the digital camera is rocket science.

The other day, I got a call from my sister and she said that my angel wants to sing to me. Unfortunately, I was not able to take that call and when they called me again, I heard my beautiful angel's voice at the other end of the line saying" Auntie Nene, I am sick." So angels, do get sick. And how my heart fluttered!

Since we are many continents apart, I cannot just pack my bags and comfort my angel when she is sick. She, who in best health, urges her mother to call me up so she can sing to me. And she has not even seen me!