Hello all! It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?
After my last post, I decided to take a short break from blogging until after most of the chaos from our move home was behind me. Over a month has passed since then, and I’m very happy to report that we made it safely back to Missouri, and I am sitting in my old bedroom as I write this! Since it’s been a while since you last heard from me, I decided I owe you all an update on the past couple crazy weeks of my life, including the day I flew home for good.
Before we get to that, however, I just wanted to thank you all for the support I received on my last post. I greatly appreciate all the kind comments and messages you’ve sent me, and I am so glad that you found my story uplifting and encouraging. I am so thankful that the Lord has enabled me to share my experiences with the world, and that others are able to benefit and learn from them right along with me. Anyway, thanks again everyone – you all mean the world to me and I greatly appreciate each and every one of you. ❤
(If you haven’t checked out my most recent post yet, I’d recommend reading it before you continue with this one – The End of an Adventure // My Story + 5 Lessons I Learned Living in Canada )
I’m going home today. That was the first thought that popped into my head when I woke up at 7 AM on September 9, 2019. After 2 and-a-half years of learning, growing, hoping, and praying, this was the day I had been waiting for. I couldn’t believe it. I was finally going home – for good.
I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and did my makeup. I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt, then packed the last few items into my 2 suitcases – zipping them up tight when I was finished. I went downstairs and ate some breakfast – the last meal I would ever eat in that house. I spent the next hour or two helping my family clean and tidy the house, preparing for when the moving crew would come to pack up all of our possessions. I went upstairs and un-made my bed, folding my comforter and sheets, then placing them on the now-bare mattress. I took out the trash and made sure nothing was left hanging on the walls of my room. I zipped up my backpack, and carried it and my suitcases down the stairs and onto the front porch, where they would stay until the cab would come to take us away. I visited my guinea pig’s little grave in the backyard for the last time. I went back inside to my bedroom where I gave it one last look, and then shut the door. I sat on the steps of my front porch for a while, breathing in the crisp autumn Canadian air and thinking about the journey that was coming to a close. I took one last picture with my brother on our porch as the cab pulled into our driveway. I loaded my suitcases into the trunk and climbed into the backseat of the car with my family. I waved a sad goodbye to the house where I’d made some of my favorite memories, and watched it fade into the distance as we drove away. I sat in silence on the 30 minute drive to the airport. I got out of the car, grabbed my stuff and headed into the airport. I went through security and customs and walked a long way to the gate to wait for our flight. I boarded the plane with my family and we found our seats. I waited, and then the plane started to move.
As the plane drove along, preparing to take off, I sat there with my headphones on, looking out the window. I couldn’t believe that I was going home for real, and the thought made me nervous and excited and happy and sad all at the same time. I just couldn’t get over the fact that this was the day I’d been waiting for – the day I’d go home for good.
The plane began to pick up speed. My heart beat faster and faster, and my thoughts raced along with the world outside the small window. The plane sped down the runway, and then all of a sudden, the speed stopped. I felt the plane lift, and the earth disappear from under me. We were in the air.
I looked out the window to catch a few final glimpses of Toronto before it disappeared. I held my brother’s hand as I gazed down on the city, and I cried. I cried because I didn’t want to leave, and, contradictory to my last statement, I cried because I was happy to be going home. But mostly, I cried because of how much I already missed Canada and the people in it. I made so many unforgettable memories in that country, and even though I’m not there anymore and I miss it dearly, it makes me happy that I can re-live them by looking at fun photos, watching goofy videos of my friends and I, and simply remembering.
I’m home now, and let me tell you what a strange feeling it is to be back. Our house is currently filled with boxes, and I’ve had so much fun unpacking all my things and putting them away in their old spots. Even so, it’s still going to take a while to settle back in. I keep expecting to have to fly back to Toronto soon, and then I remember that I won’t be going back anytime soon. I also keep thinking that I’m seeing people that I knew in Canada, for example – I saw someone the other day that looked just like one of my Canadian friends from the back, and I actually thought it was them until I remembered where I was.
Keeping up with my schoolwork has been a challenge, especially since the past few weeks have been so crazy and hectic. I’ve been attending my old co-op since I got back in town, and it’s been pretty fun to go back and re-connect with old friends. Speaking of friends, I was able to see some of my closest friends and relatives very soon after I got back, and it was one of the happiest moments of my life. To be able to see and hug the people you love by itself is amazing, but to know that you won’t have to leave them again is an indescribable feeling of pure joy. If you’ve ever experienced it, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Overall, the move went well. Crazy and stressful and insane at times? Definitely, but it was good and nonetheless. Now I’m trying to establish somewhat of a routine and get back into the swing of things, but that will take some time, as most things do during a big transition. I’m also in the process of getting my driver’s permit now that I’m legally allowed to do so, and that’s been exciting as well! :D
That’s all for now. I hope you have a fantastic week, and you can expect to see me in your reader/inbox next Monday! Toodles! <3