Winners...yes, the store...

5 years...this Christmas season it would have been 5 years since I last hugged my baby sister. However, that all changed the other day in Winners. As I was looking around in the shoe section I heard a baby cry out "hmm..." I thought "I wonder what my baby niece whom I have never met sounds like". Shoes. So many shoes. The thought of family leaves my mind, and as I move from shoes to toys I spot a baby all in pink. She is beautiful and also eerily familiar to me. I try not to stare but something keeps bringing my eyes back to the baby girl wrapped in pink. Where? Where have a seen this child before. It dawns on me. She looks just like my niece Brooklyn, whom I have only scrolled through pictures of on facebook as she and my baby sister live in BC. The baby’s mom, I assume, turns around, all of a sudden I am being attacked, wait, not attacked, embraced in a huge hug! I pull away, my eyes fill up and tears stream down my face. It is my baby sister, and the baby in pink IS my niece. People are now staring at us as we are hysterical in the toy section of Winners. Who cares these people don’t know our story, not many people do. The 5 years has been broken, my baby sister has a baby (I am still not over that), and I love Winners!

Love & Hurt

Everytime I turn around there is more hurt, next corner love.
Shouldn't families be there for love & support? Instead it feels like constant judgement.

I turn the corner, hurt.
Since when does the loss of a father mean the loss of a whole family?
Did I miss when money became more important then a real relationship?

The next corner I take, love.
But not from my "real" family as some people might call it.
This family is different we meet on Sunday mornings, and love showers.
Showers down on the building and through each soul.

love hurt love hurt.
That is how life goes.
I choose to focus on the love. Home is where the heart is.
Where there is love everlasting, I call home.

Viits...I know you are reading this

did you get a cellphone??    <3

Blogging...

Many of my friends have blogs up until now I never felt the need. However, after this past weekend I realized that it is healthy to get all your frustrations of life out of your about to explode chest. As I continue blogging over the next little while you will probably notice a pattern...most people make me crazy. The people who don't make me crazy tend to be the ones I have a deep love for, they are hand picked. Below, you will find a list of helpful hints. Adhere to this simple list and maybe you can be the next hand picked friend.

1. Attitude, please have a good one.
2. Snide bitchy comments - keep them to yourself
3. Always return the favour - there may be a time when a jacket or shoulder to cry on is borrowed, make sure you are there in return.
4. If you have something to say, SAY IT - and then we can move on
5. (In relation to tip #4) Don't hold anything in, it will just bottle up and explode - never a good thing.
6. Don't depend on one solo friend to be your personal activity director - get out, live a little
7. Friendship it not a one way street - There must be give AND take
8. Love is feeling another's delight as your own - there should never be jealousy in friendship
9. Keep you lips zipped - trust is important
10. Be as dependable as the rising sun - a 911 distress call is never something that should be brushed aside