You know what’s weird? I spent pretty well the entire 6 months that I first lived in AB anticipating this August visit back to Toronto. I was so totally excited about it… and was convinced I’d not want to leave again.
But… as it turns out, I’m ready to go home. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really glad to be staying an extra week so that I can have a bit of extra time with my new niece. However I am also looking forward to getting “home”. My own house, my own routine, the friends that I’ve made there… I miss it.
Yup, it’s “home”… in an incomplete yet somehow comforting sort of way.
Toronto’s not home anymore (it was a great decade though).
Three Hills is.
And that’s weird.