Stuck in a Furrow
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Bittersweet Symphony
Two years ago, almost to the day, we loaded up the uhaul with all of our stuff and set off for Abbotsford. There were so many unknowns...Mick didn't have a job yet, we weren't sure if our apartment would be a dump, would we even like it out here. We had been dating for a year and were going to be living together...how would that work out for us?
These past two years have been filled with so many highs and lows for both me personally and us as a couple. I will carry with me the fond memories of Abbotsford, of the start of a new chapter, a new life together as well as the things that brought us closer together as a family. We struggled, we laughed, we cried (well...one of us cried more than the other), we juggled and in the end, I know in my heart that I wouldn't trade these past 2 years for anything.
We travelled to Vegas and made so many trips to Calgary for weddings and family. We watched an NFL game and did some outlet shopping in the states. We travelled 12 hours round trip to pick up our puppy and bring him home. We fought about money and juggled finances. We went through the lows of unemployment and struggling to make ends meet. We made decisions together, knowing we were in it together. We made new friends and kept in touch with old ones. We went on drives and wine tastings and into Vancouver. We saw concerts. We did Bikram Yoga and played ball. We stayed home. We cried. We laughed. We became better friends.
We got engaged.
I can tell you the exact spot on the highway that I was passing when Mick called me that August day and asked me to go pick up groceries as he needed to stall me a bit. I remember how mad I was that I had to go to the store. I remember how excited I was to tell our family and friends.
We planned a wedding. We came "home".
We applied for jobs.
We decided to move back to Alberta.
Will I miss it here? I sure will. I work for an organization that I love. I may not always like it, dealing with office politics and rules, butI love what they do and I have some great friends here. People that I'm dreading having to say goodbye too. People that have seen me cry at my desk and shared in my laughter. People that believe in what MFL is doing, changing lives.
Maybe one day we will be back. Maybe.
But for now, I'm so excited to load up that Uhaul and actually get to live with my husband; not seperated by provinces anymore.
Sad to be leaving but excited for what comes next.
These past two years have been filled with so many highs and lows for both me personally and us as a couple. I will carry with me the fond memories of Abbotsford, of the start of a new chapter, a new life together as well as the things that brought us closer together as a family. We struggled, we laughed, we cried (well...one of us cried more than the other), we juggled and in the end, I know in my heart that I wouldn't trade these past 2 years for anything.
We travelled to Vegas and made so many trips to Calgary for weddings and family. We watched an NFL game and did some outlet shopping in the states. We travelled 12 hours round trip to pick up our puppy and bring him home. We fought about money and juggled finances. We went through the lows of unemployment and struggling to make ends meet. We made decisions together, knowing we were in it together. We made new friends and kept in touch with old ones. We went on drives and wine tastings and into Vancouver. We saw concerts. We did Bikram Yoga and played ball. We stayed home. We cried. We laughed. We became better friends.
We got engaged.
I can tell you the exact spot on the highway that I was passing when Mick called me that August day and asked me to go pick up groceries as he needed to stall me a bit. I remember how mad I was that I had to go to the store. I remember how excited I was to tell our family and friends.
We planned a wedding. We came "home".
We applied for jobs.
We decided to move back to Alberta.
Will I miss it here? I sure will. I work for an organization that I love. I may not always like it, dealing with office politics and rules, butI love what they do and I have some great friends here. People that I'm dreading having to say goodbye too. People that have seen me cry at my desk and shared in my laughter. People that believe in what MFL is doing, changing lives.
Maybe one day we will be back. Maybe.
But for now, I'm so excited to load up that Uhaul and actually get to live with my husband; not seperated by provinces anymore.
Sad to be leaving but excited for what comes next.
