Source The other day saw the first two episodes of Lucky, a mini series that is ok for the most part, nothing really extraordinary, also have to consider this is first time Anya Taylor is the main character

Today marks ten years since I lost my mom, Beverly. It’s strange how a decade can feel both like a lifetime and like no time at all. I still remember the weight of her hand in mine during those final days

Source This one feels like going up a long hill and every episode is a stop, not in the bad way but its just that between work, the cold and irl stuff, I havent had the time to keep watching, last night

I'm still a student not married and not a mother yet. As I am not a parent so I cannot speak from a parent's experience. But I think this topic is more important than many adults realize. So, I can share