Carrying the torch was an unbelievable moment, and an unforgettable one. I was not only fortunate enough to carry the torch but I was also the cauldron lighter, the last torch bearer of the day, in my hometown, Gatineau.
My 300-meter segment started off with family and friends greeting me at my insertion point (torch relay lingo). A few minutes later Mike Fisher from the Sens arrived and passed me the flame. After my torch was lit, I walked through my segment waving to people standing on the side of the road. For the last hundred feet or so I was surrounded by a huge crowd waiting in front of the stage where I was to light the cauldron.
I was going through the crowd and giving high-fives to everyone. I don't remember if I walked, ran or flew through that last stretch, but I do remember the faces of the people on each side, each and everyone of them had a huge grin, everyone was happy. This is a moment where it does not matter where you're from, who you are or what you believe in. It is a moment that simply brings people together.
I made my way on the stage and once beside the cauldron, I took my time to really let the moment sink in, and then slowly approched my torch from the cauldron. It then lit up and the crowd cheered like crazy.I made sure I savored every moment of it through the whole segment. It is an experience I will remember forever.
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