I think i have it all done
So it may have taken me months to do, but I believe I have resonably caught up on my uploading of pics to flickr. The last bunch form Cape Town went up this morning. All thats left are some pics from over Xmas. And I can tell you I am glad. Altho I consider myself sufficently over him and Cape Town to sometimes think about some of the better times I had there (SOMETIMES), going back over pics was a little hard. Thats why I didn't spend too much time cleaning them up in photoshop. But its done. Finally.
The enormity of what I'm about to do hit me as I woke up this morning. I am moving to Edmonton on Thursday. The past week and a bit I've been excited and caught up in the quest to find an apt. But this morning I have woken up with a more zen quality about the quest and a more nervous feeling about the whole move in general. While I'm sure....no positive....that I will do just fine in Edmonton, as my Internist said to me on Friday, "If I had to go through what you went through this past year and then face another unknown like moving to Edmonton, I wouldn't be gaining weight either." I think that may have been the phrase which is only taking hold right now. While I've settled that I've come through a very harsh and emotionally/physically exhausting year, I think I looked at this move as simply a fresh start with new energy and the potential to make everything alright in my life. But while that may be so, I guess I kind of forgot that moving anywhere, especially alone, is frightening and scarey. I know this. I've moved ALONE to Cape Town and Calgary before. And I'm now remembering how scarey the lead up was and the first week alone. Thankfully my first week will be buffered by having my father there. But still, the impact of what I'm about to do it hitting home. It makes me realize what a strong person I am in my life and I've accomplished so much that so many could only dream and I'm about to embark on another journey that some people are to scared to even begin.
So I guess what I'm saying is that while I am trembling at the gates of a new life, I am proud of who is standing there.
The enormity of what I'm about to do hit me as I woke up this morning. I am moving to Edmonton on Thursday. The past week and a bit I've been excited and caught up in the quest to find an apt. But this morning I have woken up with a more zen quality about the quest and a more nervous feeling about the whole move in general. While I'm sure....no positive....that I will do just fine in Edmonton, as my Internist said to me on Friday, "If I had to go through what you went through this past year and then face another unknown like moving to Edmonton, I wouldn't be gaining weight either." I think that may have been the phrase which is only taking hold right now. While I've settled that I've come through a very harsh and emotionally/physically exhausting year, I think I looked at this move as simply a fresh start with new energy and the potential to make everything alright in my life. But while that may be so, I guess I kind of forgot that moving anywhere, especially alone, is frightening and scarey. I know this. I've moved ALONE to Cape Town and Calgary before. And I'm now remembering how scarey the lead up was and the first week alone. Thankfully my first week will be buffered by having my father there. But still, the impact of what I'm about to do it hitting home. It makes me realize what a strong person I am in my life and I've accomplished so much that so many could only dream and I'm about to embark on another journey that some people are to scared to even begin.
So I guess what I'm saying is that while I am trembling at the gates of a new life, I am proud of who is standing there.
