An Open Letter to the Strasbourg Community & Surrounding Areas:

An open letter to the Strasbourg Community & Surrounding Areas:

My family is new here. Six months ago, we (a couple of “citidiots”) packed up everything we had in our city life and moved to an acreage 8km from you. To get back to our roots as small town folk. To try our hand at chicken keeping. But most importantly, to get quiet and reconnect to ourselves.

My husband and I are both small town folks growing up. (My husband hails from Quinton and I, from Findlater.)

Growing up in a small town we know how it works. Although I know each small town has its own clicks and querks – at the heart each small town is the same.

The hockey rink is the local hub of socialization. As soon as kids are old enough they are placed on the ice with a helmet, a stack stool and hope. They fall down. Get back up. And try over and over again.

Eventually they move into hockey. The small town sport of coveted notoriety.

You can’t have a gathering of parents on a Friday night, during hockey season, without someone discussing their sons or daughters dream of making it to the big leagues.

As much as towns this size are known for their gossip or clicks or querks there’s also a beauty within it that shines so brightly in a time of tragedy such as what you have endured over the weekend.

There is a love. A love for one another. A love for those lost. A love so deep and so strong because regardless of what you all have been through throughout the years, you have all loved each other.

As Marks family grieves, you will all grieve with them. Because in small towns, everyone loves each other as their own.

I admire how you have all come together. And continue to hold each other up. And share stories. But most importantly: LOVE.

Please know, as your new neighbours we are sending you love. Our hearts are broken with you. We have shed tears for your beloved Mark as well as for all the individuals lost this weekend. And will continue to hold you all in our thoughts as you try to move through this pain.

From where we sit, 8kms away we can feel your sorrow, your pain, and your profound sadness. And our hearts are shattered with yours.

We didn’t grow up here. We didn’t know Mark. We don’t have a family connection to the roots of this town at all.  Yet we understand because we know what it’s like to lose one of your own.

And perhaps this understanding of loss is what is pulling us all together as a province, as a country and as a world. We can only imagine your depth of lose.

We all seem to be connected to this tragedy in someway. Yet, each thread of connection is so vastly different.

But perhaps the only common thread we need is LOVE!

May you all continue to find solace in one another.

May you all share your love and stories and from this solidarity, may you find peace.

May you continue to provide one another with strength as you come to grips with your loss as a community.

We will continue to hold space and send you love from every piece of our hearts to yours.

Much love to Mark’s family.  As well as to all of you!

Your New Neighbours

The Eckel’s