#HockeyMoms


I often wonder about that mentality, of;
"If we met now, would we be friends."


And as kind.
And as sweet,
And as absolutely lovely, my best friend is.

The honest answer is, I don't know. 
Who we are together today, is because of the 37 years of friendship, behind us.
Because we are & always have been, so completely different. 
I'm sassy & she's sweet, kinda thing. 


And our lives after highschool, participated in stages-of-life, decades apart. 
She had babies when we were in our early twenties. 
Whereas, I couldn't decide what country to live in, what Degree to finish or what boy to like.


We experienced adulthood completely differently. 


Yet, our hearts have always remained hooked.
We just get each other. 
When we see each other, we somehow each gain strength from one another.  
And our souls kinda leave a little happier.

Because even though we are now miles apart. 
And not in each others daily lives. 
We are connected. 
Forever & Ever. 


The Universe made sure of that. 


Not only do we love each other immensely and have been through everything, from our first heartbreaks, to the heartbreaking challenges we've both faced in mommahood.


Our first-born-sons, unbelievably share the same birthdays.


Hers was born first. 
And was late. 
And right off the hop, I weirdly, claimed he would be my favourite, outta-the-three she always said she wanted.
And Maiysn was her middle. 
The core of her heart. 


Years later, my son Noal came 3-and-half-weeks early. 
On July 27th. 
The exact same day.


And I'll never understand why hers can't still be here. 
Why at 8-years-old, the Universe thought it fair, to take him away. 
Why our boys can't celebrate birthdays together. 
Or why, I have to see my best friend, learn to live with a broken heart. 


All I know, is if I met her today. 
And somehow, someway we connected. 
I'd be lucky. 


Because she's the type of person who pushes herself aside. 
And takes all that brokenness & still walks bravely, allowing love in. 


My son Noal is in hockey & my husband helps coach the team. 
So, unless I wanna chase after Theo and hike-up-a-wheelchair & Pip, I don't go to his six-year-old "games."
Or at least I haven't, in months. 


But, even though I know, it must have tugged at her heart, or it least it would on mine.
She is the biggest Hockey Mom, I know. 
And she'd give anything to watch her Maiysn play again. 


She lovingly & proudly, taught me how to be a #hockeymom to my son.




And I like to think, if I I met her now.
I'd still be
 in awe, of how gigantic her heart really is...








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