An ode to Timmy Richards

Today my little brother turns 21, and I can't tell you where the time has gone.

I still remember the days of Barbies and "sister time" when Timmy would get mad at us because we never spent any time with him.....that it was never "brother time". The joys of growing up with three big sisters :P

I can remember when we used to play exploring and "let's pretend" games in the bush, and would end up wet and muddy and tired from all the fun we'd had.

I remember catching toads and making little homes for them in buckets, and making mudpies and other fun little sculptures. I remember climbing the big V and going for long walks....

I remember the time we tried to dig a swimming pool in the turn around; now I know that didn't work out too well, I just can't remember which one of us ended up sitting in a garbage pail of water to cool off.......

I remember jumping through the sprinkler and bringing Sam along with us, and I remember water shoes for our mucky bottomed beach.

I remember fitting six of us and Sam in the canoe at blueberry island....and I distinctly remember the night we camped over at Blueberry and Timmy missed the hole. :P


So Timmy, where has the time gone.......?
- it has melted away like snow forts we used to make
- it has slipped along the keys of the piano and the notes of the trumpet
- it has been wrapped up in plaster with a broken wrist
- it has swam fast like the fishies
- it has loped through the bush like a buck
- time has trickled like tears at graduation
- faded like fears of first year
- soared like love
- flown like a plane to North Africa and Guadelupe

.....and it continues to pass day after day.



On this your birthday, I want you to know how proud I am of the man you have become. You are wise well beyond your years and I admire your courage and determination. Never stop trying. :) You can do whatever you put your heart to.

Tim and I will always be here to support you

Much love