Whenever I feel like I’m going to lose it, which happens a fair bit, I find myself holding on to Dr. Seuss:
We are so blessed to have spent fifteen incredible years in this beautiful city with its spirited inhabitants. I am now intimately acquainted with every tree-lined dog walking path, soccer pitch and hockey arena scattered across eastern Ontario (in fact, I can even tell you the mean temperature inside each of those arenas — yup, I’m even going to miss freezing my butt off!).
So we move forward, with open hearts and optimism. And we have so many people to thank for supporting us both while we lived here and during our warp speed transition out of the city. Family, friends and neighbors who have extended their hands and celebrated our final days — thank you for making us feel so well surrounded and loved. That’s what we will remember most.