August 20th commenced the start of a new journey. I packed up my belongings and made the journey from Calgary to Vancouver. To some degree, I walked away from the last 8.5 years. I quit my job. I profusely thanked my mentors and colleagues. I ended leases. I high fived past roommates. In the midst of tears, I said goodbye to friends.
Whether the past be good or bad, I walked away.
As much as I resisted in that very moment, it was time to start a new chapter.
I believe that one will always have an attachment to their hometown. My hometown is Salt Spring Island and I don’t think it will ever be considered ‘home’ in my adult life. For the last 9 years, I have felt in transition. I have been living in a city for a purpose — whether it be university or a job. I didn’t choose to live in Calgary because I liked it… I chose to live there because it gave me opportunity.
I over-think so many things that happen in my life, but the decision to move to Vancouver? Not at all. I made it on a whim. I was that girl who said she was moving to Toronto, NYC, LA. Then all of a sudden, I reverted… and said Vancouver, I’m moving to Vancouver.
To me, Vancouver meant a mix of home and corporate.*
It’s officially been 3 months. {Insert huge happy sigh} … three months. :)
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Dear Vancouver,
Thank you for the peace that you bring me every morning.
Thank you for a community that brings life to the streets.
Thank you for the hugs, high fives and love.
Thank you for each and every person that has walked into my life.
Moving here was one of the best decisions I have ever made.
For the first time in my life… I feel like I fit.
The chapter isn’t over, it’s just beginning.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
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*Just so we’re clear… there is next to no ‘corporate’ in this city.
“Fit” Exception: I’m unsure if I ‘fit’ from a dating perspective, more blog posts to come on that subject.
