Hockey Day In Canada, bittersweet for me.
I've told it before but, in Mom's honour, will tell it again.
It was a rough time....Mom and Dad both battling cancer. Mom's was terminal brain cancer, late stage. She was in palliative in the hospital. I snuck into her room....it was dark, curtains closed (day time). She was asleep.
I pulled down the hinged arm of the little hospital TV so I could watch the game. Hockey Day in Canada, Canucks vs Laffs. I turned the sound WAY down so I wouldn't disturb Mom. The glow from the TV made her stir.
Game on, all of a sudden mom sat up, squinted at the TV and said "is that Trevor?". It was. It was one of our last lucid moments together. She'd been "disconnected" and wasn't sure of where she was, but she knew her team on that day. Her captain.
A tear rolled down my cheek as she settled back down and went to sleep.
Canucks were up 2-1 after the second. Then they took over and scored 4 goals in the third to kick the collective Leafs' ass, 6-1. Pretty sure Mom helped them do that. She passed not long afterward.