Comin’ Home.


I’ve been through Nova Scotia, Sydney to Halifax.
I’ll never take any pictures cause I know I’ll just be right back.

In 2014 I moved from Halifax to Victoria. I loved Victoria so much. Victoria was so much like Halifax in so many ways, but provided the change and opportunity that I’d been looking for and hadn’t been able to find in my hometown. It was hard to be so far away from family and friends, but we had a nice little network of people in Victoria who have become dear friends. Old friends, new friends, some family – it was the right amount of change.

In 2017 we moved from Victoria to Vancouver. While we instantly fell in love with the city, soon the rose coloured glasses came off. The city provides a lot of opportunity, and offers a lot of fun things to do, but the enjoyment seems to stop there. It’s not enough. In a city of over 600,000 people I feel lonely.

We tried Vancouver. It’s not for us.

This summer, Brad and I will be moving back to Nova Scotia.

We’re excited. We’re nervous. We didn’t think we’d ever want to live in Nova Scotia again, but a lot can change in a few years. Change seems to be the modus oprendi of my life as of late.

Nova Scotia is what we need right now after over four years of being uprooted from it. We spent so much time lamenting what we missed in Halifax that we finally decided to just go back indefinitely. The change that being away from Nova Scotia has provided us has been great – we’ve seen and done so many new and exciting things, we’ve met new and wonderful people who will be special to us always.

But we’re tired.

We want to go home, even if we don’t stay forever.

For the past few years, I have said that I would never move back home.

I should know better by now to never say never.

I’ll see you soon. ♥

‘Cause I’m comin’ home,
I’m comin’ home.


One thought on “Comin’ Home.

  1. I ended up at your website by pure randomness and ended up reading your blog, so enlightening, entertaining, sincere and down to earth – you have great skills. You know what, I can totally relate to your life. I have moved countries many times and life changes, it will never stop – I used to say “I will never move to the US” (and I did) or “I’ll never move to a shitty small town again” (and here I am, and love it, for now!). Obviously I know this won’t last forever either, so enjoying it while it lasts. Don’t feel like there’s an expectation or that going back is a sort of failure..not at all, it’s all worth it in the end. Don’t put pressure on yourself, you don’t owe explanations to anybody. I told my husband to take 3 months off life and go travel the world, before thinking of adopting or having kids (not sure abt having any really, but I’m getting older and they are cute). Now, as idylic as it sounds (taking a long time off), real life gets in the way; we’ll have to make it work, I suppose.


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