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 Last night episode is one I was really looking forward and oh boy did it surpase my expectations, it had a few minor details and the ending felt a bit wtf, even on real life people dont understand

This is going to be a different post, mostly acknowledging others rather than anything else. And because I haven't really spent time lately thinking about who helps who, and about the importance of recognising

There’s something quietly powerful about a dessert with a purpose. This week I picked up a slice of the IKEA Canada Rainbow cake — seven layers, seven colours, one very good cause behind it. The Cake Itself