October 8, 2019

October Blog a Day Challenge – 8


An old picture of me.


This was an easy choice to make, not the actual picture itself, but the context. I want to have my sister in the picture with me. I have not been the best brother that I wanted to be to her, and she deserved better growing up. She was the classic little sister playing with her dolls in the stands at the hockey rink every time. Game, practices, tryouts, camps, summers, winters, spring and fall. Being three grades behind me we never got the opportunity to be in the same school together. During elementary, we had two years that we were in the same grade, and those years are lost to my deep memories and these dates are lost for now. When I left the nest to go play football in a different city, she was entering grade 10. So, I wasn’t even in the same city while she went through her high school years. I couldn’t scare the boys away; I couldn’t drive her home after a bad mistake in beverages. There are not many things I regret in life, but I do regret not being there for my little sister more than I was. We had many wonderful days together as kids when my dad left. My mom worked two jobs, and we were home a lot together. We spent many days going to the video rental store, going to the corner store to buy penny candy, going to the pool. Growing up in a small town allowed us to wonder about the town with any fear whatsoever.

My sister lived with us when we moved back home after the engagement, and that was extremely special. She was there for our first daughter and played the role of aunty perfectly.

Now she is a successful teacher that loves her job. I have never met another teacher that puts so much time into her profession than she does. Married with two wonderful little boys and she makes damn sure that those little men have all the accessibility to all the fun.

My sister is the strongest most resilient woman I know other than my mother and my Love. She has done so much and stands up for what she believes. She keeps great contact with her childhood friends, and she is always doing things for the community.

She is my little sister, but I look up to her like the younger brother. When I was going through my dark times, she was the first one to be there to help and support. Between the two of us, she is the strength, and I appreciate her more than she will ever know.


Thank you Dalyce, I want you to know how much I love you, thank you.

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