Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.

Last year, when we were living in Prince George, Husband and I were at the grocery store. We had got almost everything on our list and as we were leaving I saw a sign in the corner of my eye, "Marmalade Oranges." I squealed in excitement. I had never made marmalade but I have always loved Paddington Bear who always has a marmalade sandwich in his hat, just in case of emergency. The oranges were perfect-thick skinned, worn out and even included a recipe. Soon enough, our little basement apartment smelt like the sweetest, tastiest grove of citrus as we made the smallest jar of bright orange marmalade for our fridge. 

Over the Easter Weekend, we celebrated our little bear at the most lovely Paddington baby shower complete with all kinds of marmalade sweets, beautiful (very generous) gifts, fun games and delightful company. So many dear friends and family attended. It was held at a beautiful tea house and planned meticulously by my sister, Clarabelle and my mum.

32 weeks along and Baby bear was kicking away throughout the evening! 

"Paddington has a habit of bringing people closer together."

-Michael Bond   

Our Miracle.

“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.”

Ecclesiastes 3:1-4

As winter melts away, we are excited for our little sapling to feel the warm spring sunshine! I am 28 weeks along with our sweet rainbow baby. I am due May 25th! We are overwhelmed with gratitude that all is well and we have learned there’s a season for everything, no matter how joyful or sad. 

And that really is a miracle.

Chapter 5: Star People

"Star people are rare. In the beginning, stars supplied the ingredients that became us, the primordial elements. We are star stuff...And I think every once in a while someone comes along who is a little more primitive than the rest of us, a little closer to our beginnings, a little more in touch with the stuff we're made of...they do not shed tears, but light."

-Stargirl, Jerry Spinelli

Every now and again, I'll come across people who exude light. It's a kind of goodness that seems to burst from deep inside them. Sometimes it's in their eyes. Or in the way they speak. Or even how they treat the people around them. When you find a star person, hold on to them. Usually, I recognize it in their eyes. I saw it in my husband, Ryan, when I first met him. But day by day, moment by moment, I realize his light shines. It shines in every corner of my day. Whether it's the brightness of the noonday sun, the shine of each glittering star in the milky way on the darkest night, the full moon on a cold winter's night or the wispy coloured dance alongside the Northern Lights, I can feel the warmth and love of his light and goodness. I have, in actuality, found my Star Boy and I'm holding on with both hands.