There have been a lot of beautiful and inspiring stories this week, the one that gives other people hope. In University of Western Ontario’s comfort room or washroom particularly in the ladies, are vandalized walls and doors. Most of them of wrote their own horrifying life stories but out of all these written sad stories came a reply written in a torn page of a notebook and taped in the bathroom door. The note was her message to the rape victim, the girl with the eating disorder, the girl with an alcoholic father, the girl whose father dies and to all the stories she had not yet read. She ended her note saying “you are worthy, you are strong, you are brave, you are loved, and somebody cares”.

Out of all the pain and hatred that someone feels, it is nice to know that some people out there have a good heart to care and encourage those who are down and miserable. People who are in pain are lost and they need someone that will guide them and lift them up in their predicaments. It may be a simple gesture but to someone it may be their last hope.

My life became much different than the one I had imagined. Love is responsible for that difference, off course. What else could make a woman waving her promising carrier and move on a far?. As silly as it sounds, I moved on my husband’s farm. Even worse, I moved on his parents’ farm which he will inherit eventually. So I am at the countryside, smelling cows, pigs and chickens. I have been successfully avoiding mice so far therefore I consider myself a lucky one.

Some will think I’m crazy for giving up many benefits prior life had been offering me and some will say I made the right decision. I don’t know in which group I belong but I do know that I am happier than ever before. So it has to mean something. Maybe my life would be even better if I stayed in the city but we have to live with our decisions and try to do our best in life we chose.

I use many ingredients when I am preparing a mulled wine. The sort of wine isn’t as important as the need of putting the proper spices’ amounts and of writing down the best recipe. I found the best recipe for me so I can enjoy the same perfect taste every time. I make mulled wine at many occasions during the cold winter period. My friends, for example, like to drink it when they are visiting.

The catch is that the mulled wine will stun you faster than the regular one so I am very careful about the quantity. There is no need for me to get drunk while I just want to spend the evening in peace. When I have a plan on getting wasted then my husband isn’t involved. He doesn’t like to drink much, just occasionally and in weird situations. I am a bit different but fortunately my friends are too so we steal time and allow ourselves that pleasure.