March Break...

Today as I was driving home from work I was reminded of March Break 2001, which happened to be the last march break I ever had...

Everyday on my way to and from work I drive past the University of Waterloo (the university I attended)...During march break UW holds an open house so that potential students can visit the university with their parents to ensure it is the school they wish to attend for the next 4 or 5 years of their life...So today as I am driving home I see University Avenue filled with teens and parents running around, looking at maps as most were probably lost and I remembered the day I toured UW...

My experience was probably a whole lot different than the one those kids are having today...10 years ago (give or take a day or two) I packed up my crappy car (I am still shocked to this day that the 1985 Tempo survived the trip!) and made the trek to Waterloo alone to spend a few days with Rob and Sandy, at the time Sandy was working and Rob was finishing his last semester of school...So instead of the normal day on campus with your parents and a tour guide, I had my day on campus with my big brother...Rob took me all around campus, showed me class rooms, cafeterias, dorm buildings, the library, the bookstore and the bars (I was underage so I didn't get the full tour of those)...

From that day on I knew UW was where I HAD to go to school, not only because its an amazing school, but I had to be close to Rob and Sandy...Not sure I woulda survived university without them in my corner!

In Memory of...

Yesterday marked the 2 year anniversary of a very special woman's passing...Grandma Figueira (Jason's Grandmother)...I have been thinking all day of what to post, but I can't find the words to express what I am feeling...So I am going to use the words I look at everyday on her memory card...

God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not to be, so He put His arms around you and whispered, "Come to Me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. It broke our hearts but proved to us, God only takes the best.

Grandpa and Grandma 2008

In my heart always...