Zahidah Shaheed Ali, 39, Personal Assistant

I learned how to cope when my fiancé passed away in a motorcycle crash.

Ibrahim and I fell in love at first sight. We got engaged on the August 1, 2010 and planned for the wedding day to beon Christmas that very year. When Hari Raya Puasa arrived, I was busy with the preparations since I’m the oldest daughter inmy family of three siblings. I was excited indeed because it would be the first time our families would be celebrating together. Ibrahim was happy to travel this time because it would be his first time riding his brand new Ducati Superbike out of town. He chose to take the Sepang route because it was more challenging. He was expected to arrive at my home in Port Dickson for lunch. And so we waited. By 3.45pm, I started to feel that something was not right as he was supposed to have reached by then. About fifteen minutes later, Ibrahim’s mum received a call from a police informing that there has been an accident at the Sepang Road. The name of the rider was Ibrahim bin Hamzah. In less than 10 minutes, we arrived at the scene. When I came out from the car, all that I could see was a police car with two policemen and a human body covered with a black plastic bag. I broke down like a little child. I felt that I had lost everything and my life was so empty. With the help of prayers, I finally realised that Ibrahim would never come back and is resting in peace. I had to accept it and move on. One thing that I learned is that life is so fragile. We might lose the people that we love along theway and though this is not what we want, it’s God’s call. We have to be strong and make the most of life. My family and friendsare the most precious gift that God has given me. My sisters and parents are always there to support me when I need them the most. Nothing could be more valuable than having these people around.