Ok, it’s been a few weeks, ok months, ok maybe a year since the last post. 😉
Umm…the dog ate my password or something.
It’s hard to imagine that it’s been over 4 years since Chris passed.
If you’ve ever wondered…yes, we still think of Chris every day if not every hour and minute.
I know many of you do too.
His legacy lives on and will live forever in the form of an award fund at SFU which many of you are aware of and have supported. THANK YOU.
We’ve had the privilege to hand out four awards so far and number five will be handed out Feb 2015. (The awards are interest only…the base fund continues to grow)
The Burnaby Mountain Select program and SFU (Simon Fraser University) have been phenomenal supporters of the fund and more importantly Chris’ legacy and honoring how he lived his life.
The BMS group are holding the first ever Chris Friesen Alumni Cup for field lacrosse up at SFU on Aug 16 at 2pm.
It was announced this afternoon and has 50% sold out in about 4 hours.
If you’ve played with BMS or played with Chris, grab a spot quick!!
We thought the Aug 16 afternoon would also give us a chance to say hi to Chris’ buddies and those who didn’t play lacrosse but just want to drop by for a bbq or maybe pick up a pair of Chris lacrosse socks (great as slippers) which are now available after some serious and persistent demand!
The info on the socks is also available through the link above.
Two years ago, on Easter Sunday, I began this blog.
I thought it might go for a month, then two months, then six, then for sure end at 12, then it kept going.
Although these past few months the posts have been more in my head then typed onto the screen, it’s not for lack of topics. Along this pathway/journey/road/highway/trail you have ups and you have downs. You have valleys and you have views. You learn to laugh with a broken heart. You learn to live with a hole in your heart. You even learn to win and conquer with an altered existence.
That’s the REAL secret of Sunday.
It’s not about the razzle dazzle.
It’s about the amazing reality that there is life with tragedy. There is hope with sorrow. There is bitter and there is sweet, mixed and stirred.
Sunday is about hope.
Sunday is about future.
Sunday is about change.
After 21 years at an amazing post secondary school that has become a home not just a job…I am taking a leave.
I’m heading to the private sector working to assist entrepreneurs build their businesses.
A big change.
I’m not sure I would have done it without the Be The Best thinking part of my every waking minute.
Now, I’m not encouraging anyone to quit their jobs or do anything crazy, but I will challenge all of you to Be The Best!
What does that mean to you?
What are your dreams?
What are your goals?
How are you putting those into measurable pieces, sliced up by months and days?
Chris’ passion fuels me. Chris’ passion to Be The Best fuels all of us, even those who never met him.
It’s Sunday…but it’s early Sunday morning.
Hope is on the horizon, but the road ahead is still very unknown.
But one thing I know is that Sunday’s here, and by making one decision at a time we’ll be more ‘Be The Best’ then if we just sit back and let things happen.
So it’s Saturday. The trauma and drama of the cross is behind us, but now what? Historical accounts indicate a lot of second guessing and doubting about what the future would be without the Son of Man around physically. Sort of like living in a suspended state.
We know what Saturday is like. That’s where you live for a long long time.
But Sunday’s coming.
Quite literally as I type this, our dear friends, the Funks, who stood by us like soldiers for weeks and weeks, are in a suspended animation state with their family, specifically, their daughter Jessica (20).
As you read this, please offer a thot and prayer for her as she fights a flu-like infection that has forced her into a stable but critical state in a Vancouver area hospital.
As a group, we didn’t need any more lessons about how precious life was, but we got one anyways.
When it’s Saturday you think…did that thing just happen? to us? really?
Did we just lose Chris? really?
You can’t comprehend for a long time what actually happened.
Saturday is a day where those thoughts can come and topple you over.
I don’t know if you remember the blog post back about a year or so ago how astronauts (and others) are trained to compartmentalize their grief and emotions. That’s the only way they can make it through traumatic situations and still land the plane, save people from burning buildings, deal with trauma etc. You can read that post here.
I was also struck by the psychology professor commenting on the story indicating that compartmentalization makes sense but it can have severe impacts as well. In other words you can’t compartmentalize forever.
So…what does that mean? Saturday is a time when the doubts and questions come…you MUST compartmentalize to keep working, living and moving ahead BUT (and it’s a big BUT – insert your own joke here), if you only compartmentalize, you will pay a HUGE price.
Saturday is also for doubting.
Saturday is also for questioning.
Saturday is for being angry and confused.
Saturday is for letting those thoughts come to the door, you answer, chat a minute or two and then close the door.
That’s why there is a Saturday.
But Sunday’s coming.
To conclude, the blog post I wrote this past Christmas about Bob Ross the painter, has really stuck with me for months. He’s that quirky public television personality with a cult-like-following who always looked like he destroyed his painting about 3/4 of the way through…only to have the final image always blow you away. You can read that post here.
What’s the point you say? Early on in our Saturday, the questions outweighed the answers, the pain outweighed any positive feelings of the future and I couldn’t understand how any pieces fit together.
I still don’t, actually, but I do know this.
The Joy of Painting (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I believe very strongly that we ARE part of a larger painting. We don’t understand all the Master Painter does or is doing. PERSPECTIVE is a thing that is not quite available on Saturday, but even as Satur-day turns into Saturday-night, that perspective grows.
This weekend will conclude the active writings in this blog with three posts, today, tomorrow and Sunday.
Why will things ‘end’ on Easter Sunday? One of the most read posts of the hundreds now on this blog is the very first one…Easter Sunday and so it begins. It seems only fitting that two years later on Easter Sunday 2012 we would mark the next chapters in our lives and this blog.
But is it really an end or a Commencement? Many Universities call their graduation ceremonies Commencements.
Look at the Dictionary.com definition of the word:
What strikes me about this word is that commencing means the beginning, even though Graduation is really considered a conclusion of studies by many. When we think of graduation, we often think of ‘the end’ in terms of the end of studying, exams and being finally able to cross the stage and be acknowledged for the work that has been done.
When you really think about it however, Commencement is the perfect word. Yes, as a graduate you are celebrating the conclusion of studies, but in the big picture, you are just beginning.
For us, (and I know many of you), this two-year mark is not without notice. We will never ever forget Chris. He and Be The Best have become a core in our lives. You could say the last two years have educated us how to live with the Be The Best thinking, how to fail, how to dust ourselves off, how to make another decision, how to push forward and how to win.
We are then indeed ready for a Commencement of sorts.
This is truly the beginning. The beginning of a new chapter. New goals, new decisions, new challenges…all with the increased knowledge we’ve gained during the past two years.
Now, I can’t move past today without acknowledging Good Friday. It struck me these past few months about the documented accounts of the crucifixion story. Regardless of religious background, bear with me for a moment. Jesus was identified as God’s Son and in the moment of utter darkness on a cross and losing his earthly life, he did not say, ‘Hey, this is great God, I like this plan.’
He in fact is quoted as saying, ‘My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?’ (Wikipedia references).
For anyone reading who has gone through loss or experiencing these things right now, it’s perfectly ok to question why. It’s ok to be angry, confused, dazed etc etc. However, the story doesn’t end with the cross…it begins there.
The story of loss doesn’t end with grief and loss in fact. It also, in many ways, began there and now a new beginning is peeking out from the clouds.
Now technically, my Dad is not 81 until Thursday…and ski lessons from an 80 year-old has a nice ring to it as well, but in honour of the upcoming day we’ll go with 81!
Both Mom and Dad were very ill and ended up in different parts of the hospital at the same time.
Their recovery was equally amazing and although my Dad had a few more surgeries than expected and now lives with an ileostomy and Mom continues her chemo fight…you’d probably have a hard time figuring that out.
Why?
Well, Mom is walking around town to her appointments, hiking and volunteering at a local thrift store and Dad is speaking to groups of seniors and others about his experiences and oh yah, going skiing!
I didn’t hear this week’s report, but last Friday night after a layoff of over a year, the boards were slapped on as this soon to be 81 years young Great Grandfather hit the slopes.
Now that’s a ski lesson for all of us, whether we ski or not.
Mom and Dad, we wish you a wonderful Valentine’s Day!
I’ve got one picture with six of them sleeping on the warm sand.
I’ve also got a picture of a turtle in the water. Completely different. They are fast, fluid and graceful.
Out of the water they are…well…slow.
They sleep a lot.
Observing them I couldn’t help but think again of the story in the Power of Focus book about a successful businessman, who when asked about the secret of his success stated, ‘I spend a day a week locked in my den and no one can disturb me.’
What?
Yah, I think being slow, sometimes, is the key to being fast.
Thinking, taking time, getting recharged, soaking the rays, prepares the mind and body for the swim ahead.
In the first year after losing Chris, I spent many evenings watching the sun set and to this day I can’t watch a sunset or look at a moon lit sky without thinking of him.
On a recent vacation I thought about where we were and where Max was separated by a huge ocean and hours of flying.
As I looked up at the night sky with stars as bright as I’ve ever seen, I thought of Chris being high enough to connect to Max and at the same time keep an eye on Ingrid and myself.
So, whatever you think of when you think of sunsets, here are a few images for you from Hawaii’s Big Island.
(and yes, that’s a lava rock formation in the water, and yes, you can download pictures or link to them!)
Chris hoists BMS teammate Jamie Spagnuolo at Florida tournie.
Tonight is the 2nd annual Christian Friesen Memorial Award presentation.
As a family we are so proud to be associated with the BMS (Burnaby Mountain Selects) program and SFU (Simon Fraser University).
If you’ve read this blog over time you’ve seen many references to both of these organizations.
It’s worth mentioning again the MEGA MAJOR (MM) impact that the BMS camp had on Chris as a young teen.
He saw these university athletes and how hard they worked and it shaped his entire focus on eating habits, studying habits and work-out habits.
In so many ways, the Be The Best thinking started right there…and it didn’t stop.
SFU and the SFU Foundation office have been simply wonderful (understatement) to Ingrid, Max and I.
We are proud to have Chris’ memorial fund help push the dreams of a lacrosse athlete attending SFU.
So if you’ve just joined us, what is BTB (Be The Best)?
Be The Best is a way to live our lives.
It’s using Chris’ passion to fuel us.
It’s making positive decisions about fitness, education and life.
It’s not settling for second best.
To this year’s award winner (still a secret at the time of writing), this award goes way beyond the financial implications. It’s about carrying the Be The Best banner. It’s about being associated with a kid who would pound out 200 push-ups a day at 16. It’s about setting goals, breaking them down into measurable tasks and then working hard. It’s all of that and more.
We were so proud when Luke Genereaux won the award last year. He had coached Chris and was one of these young college-age guys that had helped shape Chris’ world.
btw, this is not a commercial for the BMS program, but I guess it might as well be! If your kid places lacrosse in British Columbia, it’s an amazing program that help takes kids and form them into young men. To see a number of these players now enter university at SFU and beyond, is super cool. Jamie, (in picture above) is a great example as he’s in his first of McGill University in Montreal.
You see, at that point it becomes way more than just lacrosse. This is really about changing lives in a positive way and continuing to make the world a better place…but I think you sort of got that already.
In any event, I stumbled across a file that had some drawings from Max and Chris.
I just had to share this one. Dan Cloutier and Be The Best maybe don’t sound like they fit anymore, but he had his very best years as a Canuck goalie and the kids loved him.
Max and Chris spent hours drawing these guys. I think Chris was 9 or 10 when he drew this one.
Notice Pronger taking a slapshot and Cloutier flashing the leather for a great save…(even if it looks like the puck is going wide…)
But then I saw the title, ‘The Best in The Business’. This wasn’t something we talked about.
He was already relating the success of Cloutier as an NHL goalie to being the Best in the Business.
Not quite, Be The Best…but some early signs of what was to come as he strove to realize his own goals.
Notice the artist’s signature in the lower right corner.
Be The Best. 