That BIG somewhere, out there…

After leaving Victoria on July 16th, I will finally return today a month and a half later.  That time led to many thrilling adventures, and home will serve as a brief ‘rest’ before the next adventure begins.  Returning is, naturally, very exciting. I’ve missed my baby, errr Cat a lot and cannot wait for some quality cuddle time.  It will be wonderful to breath the air, and hug the many friends I’ve missed… of course returning also means leaving which is always bittersweet.  I feel very blessed to have friends and family all over the globe.  In one way it’s incredible because I’m often surrounded by those near & dear regardless of where I am.  Conversely, I feel like I am always missing the people I’m not near.

I have always thought I’m slightly insatiable. I can never get never enough.  And frequently the limited time I do get to spend on visits (like the one I just had) mostly serve to remind me how much I love spending time with those family/friends.  The only possible solutions I feel are: cloning, teleporters, or everyone living on a comune. But more on that in another post 😉

I often remember that movie/song… and while it is comforting to a certain extent, just like the envelope of love my mother gives me – it still doesn’t prevent me, a 32 year old woman, from crying in the airport because she’s leaving her Mommy & Daddy. (Oh jeez)

I feel like that is a sign of what is to come because as of the beginning of October I will be heading over to England for a year of new adventures!  Malcolm will be studying and rowing at Oxford, doing a one year masters program and racing in the famed Oxford-Cambridge boat race.  I am thrilled at the possibilities that await across the pond: meeting new people, taking in the history and the culture, travelling-exploring-learning-growing.  I also have a feeling that more people will come to visit, and so there won’t be a need to invest in Kleenex stock as I will have regular doses of the True North Strong & Free.

And so, before I end this I want to say a simple THANK YOU.  My family and friends are so important to me.  I feel that distance truly serves to give perspective on things in life, and the kilometres continually show me how blessed I am to have such incredible people in my life. Thank you for making me smile, laugh, for the old memories and the new ones, for inspiring me, supporting me, pushing me, and helping me.  Thank you for making my heart overflow.

My family celebrating Malcolm’s (and my) return from London