Baby Brother arrives

Spring has sprung in my little part of the north with the arrival of my brother George. Each spring I invite a family member to visit Sallluit. I don't use my 3rd trip out in March so that it can be transfered to family. Planes had not been arriving regularly for the week previous to his arrival so I was a bit concerned.

What a glorious day it was . My class knew I had ben anxious about the weather and at noon Trudy was pleased to tell me that the Kuujjacq plane was leaving 15 minutes early. With luck it would arrive early. It was a full 30 minutes early. It was a grand reunion.

George loves Salluit. The first full day here it was the best of weather so we took to the hills and walked for miles. On Sunday we awoke to a raging blizzard and for him that was interesting too. The weather has continued to alternate between the best and worst of weather. He is seeing it all.

He has been to school with me several times and enjoys every moment of it. An invitaion to Marc's school lunch was a highlight of the first few days... other than being with me. The food there is over the moon good. The children are so well behaved... it is an amazing sight. I wonder how many parents visit "The Big White" to see how well their children are being treated AND how much they are learning about sharing?

Having George here with me allows me to see things again "for the first time". The sprit of adventure is back in this experience. I love his take on things. He is a kind and gentle person who tries to see the best of all situations and he is so funny. Funny doesn't begin to describe it. I don't know the last time George and I had so much time together. Did we ever spend 2 weeks.. just the two of us? I know we were always close but there were always other people around . His being here has renewed what was a close bond and reintroduced me to my northern home.