Day 11: Post older photos of you and a friend

My eleventh task in the 30 days of kindness challenge was to post older photos of friends and I.

I started looking through the photo albums I have at my place and I came across a picture of me and my
very first friend in life, Jeremy.

We have basically known each other since birth. There are five weeks that separate us; he was born first. I may have met Jeremy for my first time while I was still in the hospital. I seem to recall my mom telling me that my Auntie Shelley brought him to the hospital while I laid there waiting to come home (I was a preemie.)

You may have noticed I referred to his mom as my aunt. We aren't related by blood, but we call each other's parents "aunt and uncle."

Growing up Jer and I were attached at the hip.

From a very young age we would debate the important issues, like what the purpose of a beautiful
building in Hamilton was. We would argue in the backseat "it's a church, no it's a castle! No, it's a church! No, it's a castle!" I'll let you decide which one of us believed it was a church and which of us believed it was a castle ;)

Jer taught me how to sprint! During lunch breaks in grade three we would head to the playground where he would make me run back and forth, teaching me how to go "really fast!"

He also introduced me to one of my favorite movies to this day "Revenge of the Nerds." We were so young we needed a permission note to rent it at the video store!

Always looking out for me, there was that one time our grade three class was playing softball and the ball came flying directly at my face, causing a massive nosebleed. He came and sat in the office with me, we both ate freezies, and I eventually stopped crying.

We unfortunately don't get to speak or see each other all that often anymore; I'm in BC, he's in Ontario; I'm busy with my career and he is busy with his. But, when push comes to shove, we are there for each other.

Fast forward to present day when I flew home because one of my grandmothers had passed away. After working something like 28 hours straight (he's a doctor) he still came directly to my mother's house to sit with us. It was an incredible difficult time and I remember just wanting to see his face. He came through and it helped.

Thirty-three years and counting!