In two more sleeps I will be reunited with my family.
Away from my life in the city to spend a long period with my loved ones in the most rural of rural parts of Canada.
Places I grew up and loved dearly: the forests, lakes, rivers and creeks, and rolling hills.... then there is my family, and, people with small town mentality... You know the types I am talking about for those of you who grew up in rural areas of this nation... You knoooooow!
I am excited right now. I needed this vacation and as I told my Bestie I am thinking of it more as a sabbatical as well while I reboot and reassess where I go from here. He likes the word, "sabbatical." I think I will stick with that for awhile because that is pretty much what it is from my point of view. Though I originally called it, "flying by the seat of my pants with my backpack and tote-bag," but that's just too long to say every time I talk to people about what I am doing, now isn't it?
Though I have one foot back home in the city, and one foot in the great white north (best of both worlds) I really am going to feel like a vagabond! I say again, I feel like I should be more terrified by all of this but I am still not feeling any fear... or, again, it hasn't sunk in.
I will let you know immediately when the panic kicks into high gear.... and when I have access to a computer with internet.
~Ange.
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