It’s true….
So, funny story….I spent nearly 4 years in Saskatchewan refusing to call the place home and thinking that my home would always be the town in which I grew up. But being back here, I have come to realize that as I have grown and changed, Hamilton is no longer home. In a stupid plot twist, Saskatoon is the place I miss now.
I guess I just don’t hang onto nostalgia the same way, or perhaps it’s simply due to the fact that I am not the same person I was when I left. Nor are the people I left behind. Everything is…different. Life has moved on, believe it or not (please, note sarcasm). Everyone here seems to be something they weren’t – or am I just remembering things with rose coloured glasses?
Yet. perhaps more significantly, is that I was linked to Saskatoon when I found the confidence I had been lacking for a long time. This version of me is rooted in Saskatoon. The people, the places, the smells even….It is home now, and now I want to have roots like this. Genuinely.
The reality is that to do what I want to do, I will need to be in Toronto or Vancouver (or Winnipeg, but that’s not really an option), and there really is only one reason for me to return to Saskatoon. That reason, however, keeps falling short of providing proof that it would be worth it to move back.
Whomever originally said that home is where the heart is, really knew what they were talking about.
XO
Jane
