The OVL Project - Day 15

The Gift of my Son, my Brother, my Father

My son Joel tells me that the gift of this trip to New Brunswick 

is french, family and kids, not necessarily in that order. He has 

come here a number of times always practicing his french and 

enjoying lobster and crab thanks to his grandmother. But the

 greatest gift is being a part of the family. He gets to

 experience a true French Canadian close knit family: 

grandparents, parents, uncles and aunts and little children.

My brother is rather stoic telling me that coming here at the

 drop of a hat to help out his parents is just "what you do". Of

 course, before he leaves for home tomorrow, he has consulted 

with the nurses and doctors, organized our father's medication,

 changed the water pump filter, washed the car and cleaned up my

 mom's computer as well as downloaded some APPS that that she may

 find useful. He is also grateful for his wife who is holding

 down the farm, caring for all of their horses on her own. As I

 write, he is across the road, sharing some downtime, playing

 guitar with my Uncle Don.

My father answers my question as he chokes up, his voice barely 

audible: "My family loves me, if they would do all of this for 

me, just think what they will do for your Mom. I am so lucky. It

 has changed me."

The gift for me is watching the beauty of it all.

:)Francine