Sunday, July 19, 2009
I always find it hard to answer when people ask where I'm from.
Well, I was born in Winnipeg, the place where my parents hooked up after art school and started making babies, but when I was very young we moved to the Yukon Territories. I spent my childhood there learning important life skills such as riding a bike, milking goats and long division. Then when I was twelve our family moved to beautiful British Columbia and it was in this mountainous province that I had my first kiss, got my first job and became independent from my parents; so yeah, you could say I grew up there.
Now that I've lived in Quebec for ten years, I feel like this is my home, although a part of me still remains in the mountains and valleys of BC and it always an emotional return. In a way, it will always be home because my loved ones are there.
Most of my family still live in rural British Columbia and we're so excited to be visiting everyone for a few weeks. Not quite as exciting is the prospect of flying with two children under four, nor the long driving stretch after said flight, but we are determined to enjoy the journey, not just the destination!!
Danny really wants to catch a salmon and Noah wants to ride on a boat; there's talk of camping, canoeing, and crabbing. Whatever happens, I'll be happy collecting duck eggs from my mother's Khaki Cambells, picking berries, and soaking in the mountain views.
I hope to pop in on Under the High Chair from time to time, but will also be posting regular updates via Twitter, so if you aren't following me yet, now is a good time to start.