This cake I made for my fathers funeral. This is exactly how I am picturing him now. Sitting in heaven enjoying himself doing what he loved most to do, laughing a bit at us down here on earth and wondering why we don't have time to take a break and enjoy our life a bit.
RIP DEAR DAD 18.09.35-06.11.11
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