It’s October

Tonight the cameras are showing snow falling on the roads leading into the mountains. It won’t stay but it signals that the season is changing. Nothing stops the calendar. Do you remember getting ready for Y2K? How about the attacks on September 11? Do you remember when Apollo 11 landed on the moon? Okay that might be going back too far.

Time just marches on. It feels like it time moves faster as we get older but of course it doesn’t.

Time. Measured in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years. But we also measure things in memories.

I’ve often thought that if I measured my life in memories it might go something like this:

The theatre in Hillhurst, just a vague memory of the building as it looked from the outside.
A big tree outside the house in Winnipeg and me peeing on it and Dad being quite unhappy about that.
Arriving in St. John NB, a big second floor porch (enclosed)
Arriving in Orillia and sunshine, a lovely home, a carport – had never seen one of those before.
Running across the road in Orillia and falling on a straw that we in my mouth…OUCH
Camp Newport – and the lifeguard, Butch, taking me in the van up to the dump (you could see the ground moving through the floor of the van.
Mom and Dad sitting me down to tell me that I would soon have a sister – they were adopting
Mom and Dad sitting me down to say that I would soon have another brother or sister – Mom was pregnant.
Scarborough, our first Sunday and watchin the curtain open across the platform as the band played to start the meeting. (weird)
Dad driving me to the ministry of transportation to get me learners permit
Dad letting me drive the car down the DVP.
Giving me life wholly to Jesus – with tears – and Dad joyfully hugging me.
Moving to live with the Fletchers for the summer as Mom and Dad left for Newfoundland
Moving to live with Joyce and Ray – not sure how I even got there
Arriving at the house in St John’s to surprise Mom and Dad – my timing couldn’t have been better.
Meeting Wendy and sensing that this woman was different – maybe the one
Six months later asking her to marry me!! Clearly she said yes.
Six months later marrying to begin our lifelong journey.
Arriving at CFOT and wondering what the next 19 months would hold
Walking along the side of the building in Listowel holding a dozen keys thinking – I can’t believe they let me have these.
Taking Wendy to the hospital for a C-section to have Jason
Taking Wendy to the hospital for a C-section to have Philip
Watching Jason go off on his first day of school
Driving to Calgary – and arriving to Bob and Cath Simper!
Kneeling by Dad as he took his final breath.
Watching Philip fall off the side of a mountain – okay that nearly gave me a heartattack
Driving Jason up to Peace River to live and work – Going to get Jason from Peace River
Climbing Mount (fill in the blank) all are memorable!
Getting a phone call from the TC appointing me as the DC for Alberta
One summer – two weddings.
Getting a phone call from the TC appointing me the Program Secretary
Being told to work from home – it’s a global pandemic
Buying a house!!! What?!!!
Moving to Edmonton. Working in Toronto.
Retirement.
Now…the events of our days.