a touch of home

You know, I’m rarely homesick. But it does happen on occassion. All it takes is a visit from a loved one and I’m homesick.

I love living in Victoria, living on the West Coast in general. My soul sings with the ocean, but it’s the weather that cinches the deal. Trust me, I don’t miss Ontario summers and winters in the least.

I could have used a few of you a little more closer to me over the past couple years; that’s when I really missed my loved ones constantly. No complaints. Really. It is what it is. And I felt the support and love across the miles.

It was so nice to see S&W, particularly since the last time they saw me I had just finished chemo! Their visits are always too short, but we pack a lot of talk, hugs and love into them.

namaste