It was a very wet morning at the end of June 2022, when I originally created this post. Much like it is this very wet Sunday morning in 2024 here in Nova Scotia. Not sure why I wanted to re-visit a post from two years ago, but here we are nevertheless.
We were supposed to leave for Ontario on Saturday morning, but a forgotton to be mentioned to me "you need a wheel bearing replacement" by our mechanic(long story) curtailed our leaving until later next week. And I think it is the whole going back to Ontario scene that has me thinking perhaps or not so perhaps about stuff.
Usually both of us would be pretty darn stoked about going back to visit. This year not so much. In fact, I'm not excited at all. The only thing that I was really looking forward to was watching the Toronto Blue Jays ball against the Houston Astros on Canada Day. Not necessarily visiting with family or any of that stuff.
There are more than likely several excellent reasons why I'm feeling this way. All of which require much further explaining then this short introduction can provide.
But, one of the more sigificant ones is that, this is now feels like home to us. We have friends here now; I've been working a decent which is nice(ignore all the bitching and complaining I create from time to time); we're doing a fair amount of landscaping and beautifying our backyard; and connecting with our daughter and Andrew on a more frequent basis(or as much as their schedule allows) all of which makes it feel like this is our home now - our place of comfort and peace.
So in a very selfish aspect, why would we want of need to go anywhere else?
Surprisingly, Lynn doesn't go on about seeing her Dad again or his "new lady friend"(again a very long story) or others very much. She talks more about connecting with her aunt(they are very close) and with a cousin for a long awaited get together out in the country. But, even then she doesn't rattle on about heading back very much.
Anyway, not entirely sure what this long intro has to do with the post. Perhaps nothing or perhaps it touches on how we got from two years ago to now. One step at a time.
Enjoy......
It's very early on a wet Wednesday morning along the shores of south Georgian Bay at our soon-to-be-vacated "old homestead." Today will be much the same as yesterday - simply finishing the last few packing/sorting/getting rid of things routine.
We do have people coming from a group that is working on furnishing a home for a refugee Ukrainian family that is settling in our town. We're providing them with a carpet, our living room couch, and some kitchen chairs. It's exciting knowing that our few remaining larger pieces of furniture are going to a family in need.
Source: Google Images
There is so much more that I could expand on our adventure, but I've often reminded myself over the past weeks, that the pathway from the "old homestead" to Nova Scotia has at times been shrouded at best, and often not visible at all.
If I was asked to create a document outlining the steps necessary to uproot oneself from a place where you've been for eight years or so; leave a stable job and say goodbye to relatives and friends and move halfway across the country, I'm not sure that I could.
Not sure I would want to.
All I know is this.
Regardless of what is happening right now in our lives, there is always a path up and over whatever mountain you may be desperately and courageously trying to summit and descend down the other side.
My advice and solely based on our journey over the past two or three months is simply this - deal only with the stuff that is directly in front of you at the moment. Don't try to solve the entire mess in one go at it. Deal with the issue you need to deal with at THIS MOMENT and then take another step and keep moving along the path.
My guess would be that given whatever you're dealing with, there will be yet another hurdle, and you'll lose sight of the path once again. That should be expected. Deal with that issue and then keep moving along the path and up the mountain.
There is an old piece of hiking and climbing wisdom that I've applied in outdoors when going uphill and it fits nicely into this.
Here it is.
Take a quick look at the summit(where you want to eventually end up), but don't keep your eyes and mind solely focused on the end goal. Keep your eyes focused a few meters ahead of your feet and simply deal with those few meters as you're hiking up the hill. If you are only looking at the end goal and you know it's a long and potentially challenging journey to get there, you can be often tempted to quit and pack it in. Why? Because we will tell ourselves - it's too far; it's too difficult; it's outside my skill set; I can't do it.
But, you know what? You always and usually can do the few meters in front of your feet. Deal with the stuff immediately in front of you and keep moving along the path.
You will get to where you are supposed to be.
--as always with love--
--- get outdoors; find inspiration; discover yourself ---
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