My wife would have turned 57 yesterday. Despite being really busy with my grandson and their parents who visited me for the week to recharge their batteries from a life adjustment of having a new born, I managed to bake a cake (rainbow bit..one of my wife's favourite flavours), paved a huge layer of homemade icing on top in her favourite color, pink and my daughter put pink sprinkles on top of it. Before my daughter and family left to go back home, we face timed my other daughter out of Toronto and we all sang happy birthday to her. My daughter the pragmatic one decided to sacrifice herself and ate my late wife's two pieces. We all reminisced about her for a few minutes and the crew left shortly after to head back home.
