This is the week of last things. I have been in Victoria for 386 days. Not continuously, but for 56 weeks I have flown in most Sundays and I have flown out most Thursdays.
This is the week of last things. The last time I will go out to that particular restaurant, the last time I will see that colleague for a while. The last time I will see this client, ever.
It’s been a good year. I find myself sad, a bit wistful. I’ve had a good time here, done some good things here, made some good friends here.
I’ve lived here. Unlike when I was in Calgary coming up on 3 years ago, I have actually lived here. I’ve walked around, developed traditions. There’s 2 scoop Tuesday and sending chocolates to my niece and coffee at Habit.
I’ve worked hard, and I’ve enjoyed myself. I could say many things about the hidden charms of Victoria. I could talk about how lovely it is, I could talk about how sad I am to leave when the cherry blossoms are out, when the daffodils are blooming and the azaleas are about to start.
Mostly though, I will thank Victoria for this: I have lived here. Not just resided, but lived. I have laughed here like I hadn’t laughed in oh so very long. I have made friends here, been lauded here. I have grown here.
Victoria has given me so many gifts, but mostly I am thankful for the laughter.
I’m sorry it’s time to go – I hope your next place brings just as much laughter and fun new habits.
Victoria is such a pretty place. I’m glad you have enjoyed your time there. I’m sure you’ll find new things to love about the next place!
Can you just hardly wait to see where you go next? I’ll bet you’ll live and laugh there, as well!
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