Priorities, man!

So hockey season started last week.  Like many men north of the US-Canada border, I've been busy preparing for this new season.  Tomorrow night is going to be the season opener for my favorite team, The Montréal Canadiens.  I had prepared for a small social gathering to watch it on my widecreen in HD, with beer and a few chips and pretzels.  But I just got a call that changed my plans.

It's never a good thing when your mother asks you to give her a lift to the hospital.  My mother lives with my sister, so when she calls me to get help, I know it's either serious (I believe she prefers my calm over my sister's hysteria when it comes to bad news) or it's very serious.  So when I got the call, a few minutes ago, I didn't hesitate to cancel my party, a night that would have been great fun with friends, to help the woman who gave me life and more importantly, who was always there for me when I needed it.

I'm not writing this to get praised, I believe one shouldn't consider this an accomplishment to help those you love, but because I thought it was a prime example of what being a real man is : being there to help and support those you love and need you.

I love you mom.