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My Journey to Saint Patrick Weekend

The entire world has been celebrating me as a Saint this last weekend. Every year I try to keep low profile, but what can you do? I can't help it. The party must go on. (I wish)

A few years ago, I think it was in 2009, I was walking downtown Toronto with two great friends of mine. At that time I was looking for an apartment to move in. As we were walking down Dundas Street West, we came across Saint Patrick Street. I knew there was Saint Patrick Subway Station, but it was my first time to see Saint Patrick Street. Then, I said to my friends: wouldn't be nice for me to live on Saint Patrick Street? It would be great to live on a street named after me.

Guess what! Two weeks later I moved to 80 Saint Patrick Street. How crazy is that? I lived there for two years.

A few weeks after my move to Saint Patrick street, I received a flyer in my mail promoting a Sushi restaurant down the street. I am huge Sushi fan. I could eat Sushi three times a day I wouldn't mind. I opened the flyer just to see that there was a Sushi menu called Saint Patrick. What are the odds? So, I decided to give it a try. I called the number on the flyer.

Here is how the conversation went:

Lady on the phone: Restaurant so and so, my name is so and so, how can I help you?
Me: Hello, I would like to order the Saint Patrick please!
Lady on the phone: Ok, what's your address please?
Me: I am on 80 Saint Patrick Street
Lady on the phone: (slightly laughing). All right. What is your name sir?
Me: My name is Patrick
Lady on the phone: (loudly laughing): Ok Mr. Patrick, the Saint Patrick will be delivered at 80 Saint
Patrick Street in half an hour.

She thought I was making things up. I thought it was funny. The Saint Patrick Sushi was amazing (and I am not bias).

So, let come back to last week Saint Patrick's day. Six weeks prior to Saint Patrick's day, our daughter started sneezing a bit. Before you knew, she had high fever. I went to buy some Tylenol and she felt better a bit. Then, on Thursday, on my way home, I received a call from my wife saying that Skylar was very weak and the temperature was so high. We had to bring her to the hospital. So, from 9 pm to 7 am we were at the Emergency Room at the Sick Kids Hospital. Yes. We spent the night at the hospital.

They took good care of her. The fever went down and we were expecting her to fully recover maybe the next day. Not at all. Three days later she was still heavily coughing. We did not sleep for three days (including Saint Patrick's day).

Today, we were so exhausted. My wife and I looked like zombies. Nothing seemed to cheers us up. That was until we heard some good news (that I won't mention here lol). We jumped to the roof. Half an hour later, another good news! This time we were so high lol. Long story short, today, we heard four good news that made us forget that tough week we had last week.

So, if you are facing tough times, just know that it is for a season. Good news are on the way. Don't loose hope.

Moral of the story? Do you want to hear some good news? Just eat some Sushi and you will move to Saint Patrick Street

Always a pleasure

The Journeyman


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