It’s been an extremely unhappy 12 months, with our family members leaving us one after one other. In these tough moments, when the whole lot felt naked, I discovered consolation within the quiet lifetime of flowers. Desirous to share that consolation with others who had been mourning, and to pay my final respects in a heartfelt manner, I created a wreath for the memorial service.
Baking has additionally been a supply of consolation for me. Whereas baking itself isn’t new, baking in a lodge room was. After I made yet one more journey again to be with my dad, there have been days once I was simply ready round. Baking helped me focus and gave me one thing regular to carry on to.
Although the wreath and the bread can’t attain our family members, the love, respect, and reminiscences behind them nonetheless draw me near them.
Sorrow just isn’t endlessly. Love is.
