The view from my balcony
I've been living in Toronto for almost 5 months now...not a very long time. At first, the big city scared me...but now, I think I'm finally beginning to appreciate this place for what it is.
I have had quite the journey these past 5 months. I went from living with my parents in Newfoundland as I attended university and served tables part time, to living on my own in Toronto as I hosted two TV shows, to living with my cousin and her boyfriend as I produce the two TV shows that I once hosted. I have had day long lumps in my throat because I miss home, lonely nights fighting back tears just wishing I had someone really familiar to have a cup of tea with...
But now...I am happy. I live in a beautiful condo with a view of the lake, and I love my job! Yes, of course it would be nice to have all this in Newfoundland. 'Home is where the heart is' after all, and any Newfoundlander can and will fully agree with that statement, but it's kinda cool here in Toronto.
With that being said, I find myself talking about "back home" a lot...and it puts a huge smile on my face and a comforting feeling fills my body. It's beautiful back home. I don't know if I'd call it "homesickness" at this point, it's just that my family and good friends are there, all of my memories are there. It's where I have my inside jokes, and my regular hang out spots. If I want to visit my grandparents, I can.
BUT, ya know...I'm getting to know people here, and make memories (great memories). I have a couple inside jokes with friends, and there are places that I like to hang out. So, I'm making progress, and the majority of my days are happy days...which is more than I can say for myself two months ago.
Anyway, I don't know if there is a real point to this post...but I will end here because I'm gonna have a cup of tea and call my Mom! :) ...There's always a way to make things work!
