Dear friends and family with Cancer, I love how you face your fears everyday, how you tell this truth but never lose yourself to victimhood. I love how you see everything in a new light and make each moment your own. We will continue to hope, and if we need to face the next stage we will not 'go gentle into that good night' we will 'rage, rage against the dying of the light'. All my love and hope. Xo —Pippa

To the lady who I ran into as she was putting more change in my almost expired parking meter across from the Metro Centre last week, THANK YOU. I was just about to drive off, but I saw you add coins to the person behind me as well. I'll never know why you decided to do that, but the idea that you would softens my heart. I paid it forward, by the way, and paid extra for two hours at Dal when I ran in for 10 minutes. I hope the person who found my spot after me was as appreciative as I was! —Metro Centre Meter Girl

Here are some things we share in common: a mutual hatred of Gossip Girl plot holes (YOU CANNOT TEXT FROM PRISON), Justin and Brian on Queer as Folk, musicals, an appreciation for the music of Lennie Gallant, and Prince Edward Island in the summertime. You are one of the reasons that we might be living in the best possible universe and I love being your roommate! —Me

You don't think much of yourself. You complain about your weight. You don't think I could love you. But, you make those early mornings bearable. You transform long lectures into a party. You turn my bad days into laugh riots. I'm glad you exist. —Coffee and tea

To the person who has plowed the entire St. Andrews Ave sidewalk not once but twice this week: THANK YOU. Both mornings I woke up with that usual dread of the shovel, and to my very pleasant surprise, found that a Good Samaritan had cut my work and that of all our neighbours in half. It made my day. You deserve a hug. —Sick of Shovelling

I see you around all of the time, like around Clayton Park, you're thin and have an awesome backpack and today you had a rainbow hat. You got on the #2 bus at around 8:40 this morning when I was waiting for the 89. You're so cute! I don't think I could just say that in person, 'cause I don't want to seem creepy. You're just really really cute. Ha! —A girl

Much love to the letter carriers, drivers and couriers who tackle the sleet, snow, rain, and blizzards to deliver our mail and precious packages. Sure it might be hard for us to go from our door to work or school but imagine walking all day outside, or going in and out of hot buildings and the cold outside 50 times a day. It's a tough job. Thanks for doing it! —Former letter carrier

I have always been a city girl and lived in DT Halifax all my life up until 2 years ago... I met a wonderful man, shacked up, and now I only get to the city once or twice a month. I LOVE THE COAST for keeping me up to date and in the know for the city I hold so dear to my heart. SO COAST, I LOVES YA FOR ALL YOU ARE AND ALL YOU DO!! —JustJenn

The lady who walks with 2 sticks (she has MS, you know), recently wobbled her way out her front door and went to The Company House for a most amazing concert. Whenever she steps out her front door, she asks herself why she bothers. It takes a huge dose of willpower to make the effort. It is always easier to say "no" and to stay home to rest. But that would be BORING! When she went out, she was met only with kindness: from the staffer who quickly brought her a chair and placed it where she got a good view, to the person who bought her a beer (if her walking was steadier, she would have walked over to say thanks) and the young man at the bus stop who appeared at her elbow and helped over the ice and snow safely to her cab. Thanks guys! —KJ

Until I met you, I thought love was a figment of one's imagination. Half way through our first date I let my guard down, began to feel, and questioned my philosophy. Love exists, you exist, I found you. Now I reminisce about yesterday, embrace today, and look forward to tomorrow! Thank you princess... xoxox —Your baby