m u s i n g s

At this time of year we gather with friends and family and celebrate the holidays in so many different ways.

This time of year, for me at least, is a time to conjure up some great memories ...

One memory sticks with me forever - it was probably my best Christmas.

I was around 10 years old and during the commotion around our house I snuck out during the day when all the adults were fussing over the dinner preparations.

Presents had been opened in the morning and the day's guests had yet to arrive.

With my skates draped over my shoulder, my hockey gloves, a new stick and a puck I walked to an outdoor rink up the street. 

It was the most perfect winter day. Overcast, but not dull. A little snow on the ground, but not too much, December cold, but not so cold you couldn't enjoy yourself outside for hours and there was not a soul around.

The rink was empty. It was all mine. The ice was new and untouched. I remember being out there for hours. Skating like a little fiend, pretending to be Bobby Hull making break-aways and booming (At least in my mind!) slap shots past an imaginary goalie to win the final game for the Stanley Cup. Rushing up and down the ice, round the back of the net, speeding down the wings, stopping kicking up lots of ice, and hearing the sounds of blades on ice.

I remember enjoying that moment for what it was. A true gift.  It is my fondest of Christmas memories.

All the best for this Holiday Season and a very Happy and Prosperous New Year.

Peace.