My brohter Tim plays hockey, and actually plays quite well.
He plays with an Athlete’s in Action Team here in the Lower Mainland or Fraser Valley or wherever the heck it is that they are based out of.
Typically, the games are not at great times for Jeremy to get to go and see his Uncle (the athlete) in action (ha ha ha – get it?? I know, I know – it was bad, but when you have as many things that you are trying to get caught up on as I have – you really need to find the joy in the little things.)
Anyway, Tim called up and said that he was going to be out at the rink just up the street from our house and the game was at 8pm.
It was later than we normally have the kids out, but…….exceptions can be made for the special people in your life, and especially for family.
The kids loved seeing Tim play, and were a little disappointed that there wasn’t a fight.Â
