It's a good life if you don't weaken

So, Zane and I went to see the last hurrah for the Tragically Hip. It was an awesome night, 20,000 people packed into the Saddledome bobbing along as Gord Downie sang his swan song.
I was so happy to be a part of the whole thing as The Tragically Hip seems to have been playing in the background my whole life. I first heard of the hip when I was 9 years old. My older sister and I were visiting my father in Edmonton and had lined up tickets for us to all go to the show. It must of been the long flight from Newfoundland or all the shopping around but I ended up with a bleed and spent the night of the show in the emergency room getting a blood transfusion. My sister Kelli said it was the best show she ever saw and came home with a t shirt. I was jealous of course but I got my chance to see them when I was in Grade 11 when they toured Music @ Work. It was the first rock show I ever really saw and they were one of the few big acts to come to our little tiny part of the world.
My third year university they came to Cape Breton, Nova Scotia and I got to see them again. I've seen them through many different stages of my life and it was so nice to see them again tonight with my husband for our third year wedding anniversary.
Of course, we were shocked and saddened when we heard this would be their last tour and that Gord was sick with cancer.
We were shocked and saddened when Zane's Mom passed away this time last year also of cancer.
 I don't think you could throw a rock without finding someone affected by this terrible disease. I wish there was something we could do.
If only clapping hands and waiving lighters could cure cancer.

Newfoundland Adventures

So, Zane and I just got back from 10 days in Newfoundland. It was quite the world wind tour, we went to a stag and doe, stood in a wedding, visited my mom in the hospital, took her home on a two day pass, visited with family and friends and did a bit of shopping. 

My heart is always broken when I come back from Newfoundland. I cry all the way to Toronto every time and even have a cry or two a few days before we are set to leave.

This trip was especially hard because I am worried about my momma. She just got out of the hospital after spending three months there for a hip replacement. She worked so hard in physio and has been in a lot of pain over the past three months. It was so nice to see her recovering and return to her home. She is so happy being home with all her memories and her family and friends just minutes away. I do worry about her though being home and dealing with Parkinson's. My mom and I have spent our entire lives together worrying about each other. Me with my Hemophilia and now her with her Parkinson's disease. Just like she couldn't stop or control my bleeding I can't control her Parkinson's and its progression.

All I can do is help her when she asks and pray for her health and happiness. 

I do love living in Calgary I love the great health care and our home and dogs and family and friends but I think a little piece of me will always be in Stephenville, Newfoundland.