Have you ever made a huge decision, uprooted your and other people’s lives, decided to go back, and felt too embarrassed to tell anyone?
That’s what happened to me last week, and it’s why I didn’t email. Plus I was too busy cleaning the apartment I rented in Fredericton, getting blood tests, and preparing to drive across Canada. Again.
Long story short: I’m going back to BC. The slightly longer—and much more interesting—story is in How I Knew I Had to Leave: 5 Signs It’s Time to Move On.
Even though I feel a little foolish, I have no regrets. There are no mistakes! I loved my time in Fredericton, and am grateful for the experience. It was a gift, a blessing, and a joy to be there.
And it’s a gift, joy and blessing to be going home again. Especially since I love being on the road 🙂
With a snowy wave from Saskatchewan,
P.S. Saskatchewan is my favourite province to drive through. It’s the Land of the Living Skies; I’m enchanted by the spacious, open, “anything is possible” feel of the prairies.