Tonight was our annual Christmas family cultural event. And this year, I out did myself. (If I do say so!) We were front row centre in a nice small theatre on Granville Island for, “The Patron Saint of Stanley Park.”
It was better than anything we could have imagined. It made us laugh out loud and brought tears to both my husband and I. (The kids couldn’t understand that bit). Afterwards, we had dinner overlooking False Creek, where we discussed the play and generally enjoyed each other and the amazing view.
I was immensely proud of the way my children watched and enjoyed the performance. Just now, my husband thanked me for making sure to get tickets. (7 month lead time to get front row centre!)
Some days, I wish for a Patron Saint to guide me along. There are so many to choose from, I may just pick one anyway. It is a nice feeling to have a little extra faith.