Life is short

This is never more true than when you have a tragedy in your family. Saturday my oldest brother Steven died in a car accident. He was hit in the side and died from the shock. Loosing him has made me realise how much I took my family for granted. At least my brothers and sister. We just believe that they will be there for ever and time slips by and before you know it several years have past and you haven't spoken.



Our family was not what you would call a close family, maybe because we were all split up for several years when we were young because Mum had to go into the hospital, by the time she was able to have us all home again the older ones were making new lives for themselves. I used to phone each of my siblings every Christmas but as the years went by and I continued to live in Canada I phoned less. Steven was always the hardest to reach, for many years he didn't have a phone and I would have to rely on him phoning me. Needless to say last Christmas went by with no word from him and now there won't be any more phone calls. It is too late for me to talk with my oldest brother but I still have a sister and two brothers who I can make sure I keep in touch with more often.



It is very easy to make excuses for not phoning family members, the biggest one being 'it's time they phoned me'. Once it's too late though you can't turn back the clock. Life is too short to play games of 'it's your turn'. Make sure you pick up the phone regularly and talk to your siblings and other family members because you never know when tragedy will strike, a careless driver, an unforeseen medical problem. Death comes like thief in the night.

Quick Update

I thought it was about time I updated my blog. I've either been too busy, sick or away so this has fallen down on my list of things to do. Now to quickly post a small update. Richard and I went for a week of holiday to Cyprus Hills, Saskatchewan. This proved to be quite a trip and I plan to write more fully on it this weekend. Suffice it to say we don't think we will take such a long trip in such a short space of time again in the near future. Is that a sign of us getting older? I must admit this summer due to being sick so much I have felt like I've aged several years in just a few weeks.

On our first holiday I caught a virus which lasted a full month it seemed I had finally gotten clear of it only to come down with a cold last Friday that has pulled me down to a "poor me" mess this week. I try not to complain too much when I have a cold but this one really got to me. Whether it was because I had been sick with a virus for a month earlier in the summer or that I'm just plain run down, I complained so much that Richard told me I was sounding like a guy. I even left work early on Tuesday I felt so miserable, something I never do for just a cold. Finally the week is drawing to a close and I am feeling a lot better but I have so much work to catch up on I'm not sure where I shall begin. I've barely come near the computer all week, at least here at home, I work on a computer all day but that doesn't count. I have a ton of emails to catch up on and the bills have to be paid, the laundry needs to be done to say nothing of the weeding that I still have to do. Life continues at a hectic pace maybe even more so now I am older. That reminds me Mum always did say that as you get older time moves faster... I finally know what she meant.