Thursday, April 13, 2017
Parker loved, loved, loved hockey. He loved everything about it. He was born to be a hockey player. He had the mentality, the knowledge and the skills. One of my favorite things to do was watch him play. He played with all heart, all the time. As he got older and advanced to travel hockey it became more stressful for me. He was a goalie and there is nothing like being a goalie mom. The stakes were higher and so was the stress. I always wondered how Parker could keep his composure (most of the time). He was so focused yet relaxed. He was perfect in that net. He loved his team mates and they him. They looked out for him and were so protective of him. I loved that about them. These little 9 year olds could teach a few adults a thing or two about respect. I miss our hockey family so much. I always said that I couldn't wait for them to grow up together, playing together. I couldn't imagine them getting as big as the high school kids, couldn't imagine Parker as a young man. We were supposed to be in this for the long haul. He had the world at his fingertips and it has all slipped away. He slipped away.
