Replanted once again

The moving thing is becoming rather old hat in my life.  A familiar feeling returns whenever I pack the last bag, lock the door of my residence for the very last time and get on my way (which used to be on the plane with a backpack, now the van with way too much stuff!)   Its even a pleasant feeling - the relief of doing what needed to be done to move into the next stage of my life and the excitement over what that stage will hold.   Things certainly change as a parent, however - as alluded, there is so much more to move and so much more work involved to do it!  Its harder for me to say goodbye to our parents, other family members and close friends - particularly removing the closeness of those relationships for our children.  Thank goodness for a new computer which will allow me to Skype (thank you special friend for such a gift!).   It takes some of the bite out of the distance.


A. firmly stated that, "I'm not moving again until Grade 7!"  Which in her mind, is a very long time.  As much as we'll miss time spent together with loved ones, I hope it'll be at least that long, as well because I can't do all of this again!  It was a looong move . . .  The bonus of having done this all before is the experienced knowledge that the first while is usually rough, but friendships develop over time.  Maple Ridge and Granisle were both like that.  Leaving felt like heading off just as blackberry season hit.   There are finally sweet berries to be had (friends), but only a few can be picked and savoured for later.  I'm just thankful that in the past year, it was enough time to have some friendships grow that I know will continue.


For now, I just want to get this temporary space settled in a "good-enough" kind of way.  Many boxes will not be unpacked, the living room will simply be a play space, the dining room for storage.  Unfortunately, we do have to visit U-Haul again, as possession date isn't until December 1st for our new home.  I'm technically not even in the West End yet!  Fortunately, it's a move on not so grand a scale, so I should manage.  And I am so looking forward to settling.  I feel rather like a plant who's been stuck in a pot for a good while, still growing, but my roots getting cramped inside. I'd like to be stuck in the good earth of one place for a while and feel hopeful that Winnipeg, for us as a family, will be a healthy place to be.