It was a balmy, golden summer evening in Parksville, and the sun was beginning its slow descent beyond the horizon. The sky was painted with awe-inspiring hues of cotton candy pink and robin’s egg blue, casting a soft glow over the sandy shoreline. The setting sun turned the world into a living watercolour, captivating anyone who paused to admire its beauty. As Brad and I strolled along the paved promenade, his hand clasped gently around mine, a sense of peace enveloped us. After a grueling year filled with challenges and stress, the promise of a full…