My parents always say that if they haven't heard from me in awhile, it probably means I'm fitting in - well they're right.When I first moved, I was in touch with them almost every single day, then it was every weekend, now it's whenever the stars align.
It's not that I don't think about them; I'm just busy. I've made some great friends, have found the music and arts scene and I adore my job. How I love being a reporter; I can't even count the ways. I don't know if there's a job better suited to me than this one. It's busy and exciting (most of the time) and I get to meet new people daily.
It's not all sunshine and roses though. I mean, it does take bad days to truly appreciate the wonderful ones, but overall, I'm a happy camper. I use the term camper because my furniture quotient consists of a futon (most recent acquisition), an air mattress and a camp chair.
More than that, I feel more like myself than I have in quite some time.
Don't get me wrong, I miss ole New Brunswick. I'm pretty sure I've developed an east coast accent that I never had when I lived on the east coast. I also fawn over anyone who says they're from, or even been to the maritimes, and every time someone posts a photo of an article in the Bugle-Observer, I read whatever I can. I also drool over Fusion/Bistro 610 menu items as they're posted on Facebook. I also check cbc.ca/nb regularly and good god, I'd kill for a Picaroon's Dooryard or Covered Bridge Potato Chips.
Speaking of Dooryard, as those dates edge closer, I long to be a part of that family again. Or at least to visit for the week, but alas, it's not in the cards this year.
I also wish I could be home for Rock the Farm. What an amazing lineup! If only I could teleport to Carleton County for a couple of days at a time.
What I am pumped about is my dear parents coming to visit at the end of August.
It'll be great! Just me and mommy and daddy, like the golden years when I was an only child - pre 1987 when the little attention thief came along. I'm totally kidding; I would love nothing more than to see Kelsey and Alex and the most adorable little man in the world, my nephew Dominic.
Anyway, when my folks are here, we have a trip to Whitehorse planned! It's pretty cool that Whitehorse and Vancouver are equidistant from where I live. I still haven't seen the northern lights though, but I know I will.
If you're reading this from back east, I miss you, and if you're reading this in FSJ because I posted it on Facebook, thank you for making me feel like part of this amazing community.
