What a crazy week. I am officially back at work. I attended a work function on thursday. It was a charity event for canuck place children's hospice. http://www.canuckplace.org/
What a worthy cause. If you want to find somewhere to give, this would be a the place. They played a video that made me tear up. I can't imagine what it feels like to have a child who is terminally ill. It probably is one of my worst nightmares. But the things they do at the hospice not only for the child but for the entire family is amazing. It was a very small part but I am glad I was be a part of something like that.
Rhys started preschool...and hates it. Just like her dad, an aversion to school. Haha
This rule of life came just in time. Work life balance- a definite must for me now- more than ever.
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Sunday, September 18, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tue, Sept 13, 2011
June and I had been wanting to go to New York even before I got sick. So 2 weeks ago we went. We have our friends Kevin and Sylvia to thank for our sweet 5 star accommodations. Now a bucket list sounds very morbid- a better way to look at things is life experiences. That's what I enjoy about life nowadays- those moments that may never happen again but you are sure glad you experienced them when you did. So here goes...some highlights from a week in New York:
In no particular order:
1. Went to top of empire state building
2. Saw Chris play in the world police and firefighter games (bronze medal in football)
3. Times square at night
4. Saw Kobe Bryant and his family, 5 rows in front of us at Lion King
5. Walked the Brooklyn bridge and ate the best pizza ever
6. Saw Russell Crowe in Central Park
7. Watched Andy Roddick and Maria Sharapova live at the US open, centre court
8. Paid $3.00 to go inside the Museum of Natural History (I love dinosaurs)
9. Went to Ground Zero
10. Ate a Nathan's hotdog
Oh yeah, and I am back at work. Trying to cram what I missed in 9 months into as soon as possible. Well, no one can say my life is boring right.
i started another blog- urbanruleoflife.blogspot.com check it out if you feel the urge
In no particular order:
1. Went to top of empire state building
2. Saw Chris play in the world police and firefighter games (bronze medal in football)
3. Times square at night
4. Saw Kobe Bryant and his family, 5 rows in front of us at Lion King
5. Walked the Brooklyn bridge and ate the best pizza ever
6. Saw Russell Crowe in Central Park
7. Watched Andy Roddick and Maria Sharapova live at the US open, centre court
8. Paid $3.00 to go inside the Museum of Natural History (I love dinosaurs)
9. Went to Ground Zero
10. Ate a Nathan's hotdog
Oh yeah, and I am back at work. Trying to cram what I missed in 9 months into as soon as possible. Well, no one can say my life is boring right.
i started another blog- urbanruleoflife.blogspot.com check it out if you feel the urge
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sept 11, 2011
It's been a while since I last blogged. I thought today would be fitting. it's definitely a day that makes you think about life and death. it's one of those days that everyone remembers where they were and what they were doing. but before i get into that, I have started a three month experiment with my pastor on this concept of monastic living in urban times. its hard to explain but if you are interested, i have started another blog to journal and document my 3 months in this experiment. if this peaks your curiosity, then check out urbanruleoflife.blogspot.com. I am going to try and journal through the 3 months to see how this concept affects my life.
ok back to the lecture at hand (snoop and dre)- 9-11, I was in a rental car driving to Toronto pearson airport. I had just spent a week in Guelph hanging with my good buddy Jill who had moved there for her PHD or Masters, I forget. Anyways, driving along the highway, listening to a hip hop station, the song was interrupted by the DJ yelling, "a plane has hit the world trade center!" I thought to myself- what a sick joke to play in the morning or anytime. I flipped to another station and they were talking about the same thing. I realized it was not a radio station prank. I kept driving but I so wanted to pull over and find a tv. Almost at the airport, the second plane hit the the second tower. I was shocked. I got to the airport, returned the car and went in. I went to the counter and they informed me that all domestic flights were still a go so i checked in and went across the street to the hotel to watch CNN with quite a few other people that were in similar states of shock as I was. I watched for almost an hour and then went back to the airport. All the flights had been cancelled. I went to the baggage claim area and it was full of baggage that had been spit back out of the conveyor belts. I got my bag and then called home, I remember calling my Mom and my friend Joe- I think he was going to pick me up. I then called my friend Jill and told her I was still here. She was in class and it was going to be a good 6 hours before she could get the message and come get me. So I hung out at the airport. It was surreal. There was military troops walking around with automatic weapons. There were airline employees that were quite distraught because they had friends that were on the flights that crashed. There were people sad, angry, shocked at the thought of being stuck and not getting home. I remember talking to a few people. I met a couple that was trying to get back to edmonton for their daughter's wedding. I prayed with them and wished them the best in getting to the wedding. I told some people off- (I was young and brash back then) Some people were quite angry at the airlines because of the cancelled flights. I remember yelling at some business man that was yelling at a counter agent for air canada. I said, "hey buddy, in lieu of today's events, do you really think getting on an airplane is a good idea, dumbass" shocking, he didnt appreciate my candor. 5 days later on standby, I was home. 10 years later- I will never forget those images and the people I met with, talked to and prayed with on that day. Pretty crazy.
I was just in New York recently- and went to Ground Zero. It was just a construction zone but I thought of the many innocent victims that died there and all the firefighters and police officers and paramedics that gave their lives to save another's.
I have many good friends that are police officers, in the medical field as nurses and doctors, and a few that are firefighters. I have nothing but the highest respect for people that have dedicated their lives to serving, helping and protecting others.
In my little tousle with cancer this year, although faint-the reality of dying hit me fairly hard at times. Today, I saw on tv so many people that had actually lost loved ones- I teared watching the footage. I know that life goes on. I understand that wounds heal but my prayer today went out to all those who had lost someone during 9-11. It doesn't matter how you lose a loved one. It's tough.
I guess a medical update is also in order. The doctor said no more scans till the new year. I do have bloodtests and xrays in november. I am itching to get back to work. Lot's happening. Yes, I want to go back to work. I miss the people, the problems, the small victories that keep us going. But mostly, I miss the people. I am a Coke dealer...and proud of it.
later and check out urbanruleoflife.blogspot.com if you should feel so inclined to keep reading
PS- June is no longer proof reading so the grammar is gonna suck- sorry
ok back to the lecture at hand (snoop and dre)- 9-11, I was in a rental car driving to Toronto pearson airport. I had just spent a week in Guelph hanging with my good buddy Jill who had moved there for her PHD or Masters, I forget. Anyways, driving along the highway, listening to a hip hop station, the song was interrupted by the DJ yelling, "a plane has hit the world trade center!" I thought to myself- what a sick joke to play in the morning or anytime. I flipped to another station and they were talking about the same thing. I realized it was not a radio station prank. I kept driving but I so wanted to pull over and find a tv. Almost at the airport, the second plane hit the the second tower. I was shocked. I got to the airport, returned the car and went in. I went to the counter and they informed me that all domestic flights were still a go so i checked in and went across the street to the hotel to watch CNN with quite a few other people that were in similar states of shock as I was. I watched for almost an hour and then went back to the airport. All the flights had been cancelled. I went to the baggage claim area and it was full of baggage that had been spit back out of the conveyor belts. I got my bag and then called home, I remember calling my Mom and my friend Joe- I think he was going to pick me up. I then called my friend Jill and told her I was still here. She was in class and it was going to be a good 6 hours before she could get the message and come get me. So I hung out at the airport. It was surreal. There was military troops walking around with automatic weapons. There were airline employees that were quite distraught because they had friends that were on the flights that crashed. There were people sad, angry, shocked at the thought of being stuck and not getting home. I remember talking to a few people. I met a couple that was trying to get back to edmonton for their daughter's wedding. I prayed with them and wished them the best in getting to the wedding. I told some people off- (I was young and brash back then) Some people were quite angry at the airlines because of the cancelled flights. I remember yelling at some business man that was yelling at a counter agent for air canada. I said, "hey buddy, in lieu of today's events, do you really think getting on an airplane is a good idea, dumbass" shocking, he didnt appreciate my candor. 5 days later on standby, I was home. 10 years later- I will never forget those images and the people I met with, talked to and prayed with on that day. Pretty crazy.
I was just in New York recently- and went to Ground Zero. It was just a construction zone but I thought of the many innocent victims that died there and all the firefighters and police officers and paramedics that gave their lives to save another's.
John 15:13- Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.
I have many good friends that are police officers, in the medical field as nurses and doctors, and a few that are firefighters. I have nothing but the highest respect for people that have dedicated their lives to serving, helping and protecting others.
In my little tousle with cancer this year, although faint-the reality of dying hit me fairly hard at times. Today, I saw on tv so many people that had actually lost loved ones- I teared watching the footage. I know that life goes on. I understand that wounds heal but my prayer today went out to all those who had lost someone during 9-11. It doesn't matter how you lose a loved one. It's tough.
I guess a medical update is also in order. The doctor said no more scans till the new year. I do have bloodtests and xrays in november. I am itching to get back to work. Lot's happening. Yes, I want to go back to work. I miss the people, the problems, the small victories that keep us going. But mostly, I miss the people. I am a Coke dealer...and proud of it.
later and check out urbanruleoflife.blogspot.com if you should feel so inclined to keep reading
PS- June is no longer proof reading so the grammar is gonna suck- sorry
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