Hockey on Hathaway

Last weekend my hubby and I hosted our second annual Hockey on Hathaway street hockey tournament. This is a tradition we started last October with all of our neighbours. When we moved to our new neighbourhood a couple years ago we were overwhelmed with gratitude. From the moment we moved in to our new home we were welcomed with kindness, generosity and new friendships. We felt an immediate sense of belonging and realized how lucky we were to be a part of this wonderful community.

In the weeks and months that followed we were invited to take part in neighbourhood functions, parties and get-togethers. When our third child was born each one of our neighbours had taken the time to drop off either a small gift or a yummy treat. We were truly blessed to be surrounded by such wonderful people...they say you can't pick your neighbours but we couldn't have picked a better group if we had tried.

Last fall my hubby and I stayed up late one night discussing how we could organize a street party...something that would bring everyone together and offer a way of saying thank you for everything they had done for us. With hockey season just around the corner we decided it seemed fitting to host a street hockey tournament. We chose a date and set to making the invitations. My hubby and I hand delivered them late one evening and although we didn't have an overwhelming response at first, the responses slowly started coming in as the date approached.

We encouraged our guests to dress warm, come ready to play and take part in the potluck dinner after the games. We really didn't know what to expect in regards to the turnout but when the day arrived we were so excited to see all of guests arriving and ready to take part in the biggest street hockey tournament this neighbourhood had ever seen! Despite the frigid temperatures we had a great afternoon playing hockey, getting to know some new faces and enjoying plenty of great food! The tournament was a huge success!

Fast forward one year and as promised we continued the tradition...

Thank you Hathaway for all the great memories!

Have a wonderfully spooky weekend!

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