In the dead of winter, when even my much cared for indoor herbs appear to have lost all hope, nature brings us sunshine in the form of citrus fruit from the world over. As we prepare to hail in a new year, the season of citrus harvest begins. What better way to mark this occasion than with my family’s favourite waffle recipe: lemon ricotta waffles. Plus, I still have some frozen wild blueberries in my freezer. How about some blueberry-orange sauce to drizzle over the waffles? The fruits of a year gone by paired with the fruits of a newly arrived one… what a perfect way to ring in the new year! Happy New Year friends!
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Over a decade ago, I lost my first pregnancy, my first baby, and with it, everything else it seemed. Death is so final, and I guess that is what makes it so hard. However, I think any other sort, I could have learned to accept. But to have to mourn for a child was and still is beyond my capability to handle, to reason, to understand. I cried, I yelled, I died. And I still cry. But such is life, not every flower blooms, not every blossom becomes a fruit and not every child is born. There are no reasons, no explanations. It just is. 
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