Whew the weeks have flown by since I left the Philippines and arrived back "home" in Canada. It's so good to be settled in my wee apartment. As I look around my apartment it's full of memories...a teacup of my great grandmothers, a wall hanging from my grandmother, some glass bowls from my aunt, a table & chairs and a lazyboy chair given by a widow lady, other bits and pieces of furniture given by another senior who moved into a retirement home, borrowed furniture from my mom, borrowed curtains from someone else and the list goes on. Alot of things I picked up at garage sales in years gone by and recently too. (My mom and I went to 12 garage sales last weekend. )
I will enjoy this "home" for a year until it's time to pack my bags again.
Right now I'm feeling somewhat settled but it's still obvious that I am in "transition". Like yesterday when I had to methodically look at the coins in my purse ... then I paid the clerk too much...I was thinking pesos not cents or when I hesistate when asked my phone number hoping I will remember it.
The sights and smells of "home" are everywhere...the freshly mown hay in the farmers field, my Mom's cooking, Tim Horton's coffee, fields of grazing sheep, flocks of quacking Canadian geese practicing their "V" formation as they get ready to migrate south, beavers building their dams for the winter, deer grazing in the farmers fields, squirrels gathering nuts for hibernation, leaves turning orange and red....
It's good to be "home"!