Hi there old friend! I know this Thursday Thoughts post is long overdue, but since we are now kinda’ on a new chapter because we recently moved, this is a perfect time to write!
As I have shared in my post on Instagram, we recently moved to a new province. Last week, we drove 700 miles from Winnipeg to Calgary- my husband in a U-haul truck with our eldest daughter, and me with our two younger kids, in another vehicle.
I would not say nor did I expect that it was gonna be a smooth sailing trip. With 2 kids in tow, 14 plus hours of drive is basically a series of up and downs, best times, worst times, and almost gave-up times. But one thing I made final in my mind after the drive was – I am not gonna do it again.
I mean my husband is a hard-core long-distance driver. And I am a hard-core long-distance passenger. We drive long hours pretty often, but I was always only a passenger. Long drives with kids is hard- but long driving with me as a driver- with kids is another story.
But the major thing was we all made it safely. So that makes all the hassles immaterial.
So I am now typing this from our new home- our very first as a family- and my lifelong dream. I love filling out the empty spaces, like painting on a blank canvas. Then little by little, a character, a form takes shape- one that feels like us-one that feels like home.
We still have quite a few furnishings to complete, yet we are not in a hurry to get it done. We just take each moment as it is, and enjoy the process of creating this, one step at a time.
Our bedroom window looks over a vast space of land, one that will occupy more homes in a year or two. But mostly it looks out to a wide sky. And in a distance, you can see the highway. At night, I love seeing the vehicles’ lights against the dark, all moving seamlessly with faint sounds. It reminds me of the long drive, and of the distance between me and my old home.
You see, I have mixed emotions right now. While I am elated to be where I am, I also can’t help but miss my dear Winnipeg, and my family back home. Winnipeg was my first home in Canada, and I have nothing but good things to remember about it. I guess, it will always have a big chunk of my heart.
When a path was cleared for us to come here, it felt like everything just kinda happened. It was like things fell into place in a swift- and while it took us a year to finally move- the details, the works and all other things about this move seemed like were all arranged for us by the Universe. I have nothing but good hopes, and faith -that I am where I am meant to be.
On a lighter note, here is one that easily became my favorite spot in the house.
Needless to say, I still have lots of work to do. Decorating, arranging, shopping, and the daily tasks of our household- but I need to get back to blogging. I want to focus more on my blog once again, as I have been on and off working for the past three years.
I have ongoing Yoga teacher training too! And did I mention, that I have another blog as well? I have a full plate. I have an active 20-month-old, I get stressed at times but I do not complain. I try to ride these waves as best as I can. I am blessed. So very.
I just think I need to get thing things out of my head. And as I wrap up this post I did not realize how I really needed it more than I thought. You know, to kinda’ talk it out. The mixed feelings and everything. Thank you for being here. Whether you are a new reader or old, I appreciate that you are here.
Love and light,