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Year Five

Another year, another post. Like I mentioned last year, it wasn’t lost on me that my maternity leave started and ended around the same time of year as when I originally moved here and started this job. This past week at work has reminded me a lot of my first week here, five years ago — the same slight feeling of confusion (“where does this go? who is the right contact for this?”) and newness and excitement, mixed with a bit of trepidation. Add in all of my “one year ago today I was eagerly awaiting M’s arrival” thoughts and you have quite the nostalgic week.

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My fifth year as a Northwestern Ontario resident — as an adult, I suppose, because I was also a NWO resident as a child — has made me feel more like this is home. Bringing a baby home from the hospital helped with that! Viewing life outside of the lens of work for a year allowed me to meet people on a personal level, attend events without a camera in hand, and get more of a ‘real life’ view of what happens around here. I have seen new facets of this town and I think it has seen new facets of me. We’ve also made a few strides toward getting our house feeling more like home, and that has added to feelings of belonging.

As always, I have no idea what the years ahead hold — I don’t know if we will stay, or go, or when any of that might happen — but this is my daughter’s hometown and always will be, so we have at least one bona fide local in the family. It feels nice to be here.

2 Responses
  • Ayesha
    November 3, 2014

    It’s always a bit surprising to see where you land. We haven’t found that yet, but I was sure when I was younger that we would live in a different state or area for a couple of years. But, here we still are, bouncing around Southern California looking for that sense of home, and maybe struggling with the fact that we’re here.

    • Shayla
      November 5, 2014

      I moved around a lot before coming here! I used to have my life set up so that it could all be moved in an airplane and I remember feeling really anxious when I realized that I had settled in enough that I would need a moving truck, hah.

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