I have been struggling for quite some time (since moving really) on nailing down where home is for me. It has been a weird transition in my life because upon moving out this time it became very clear that it was more permanent than the times before. I was not off to school and returning back. It was me moving forward with my life and away from the childhood home, where I grew up and the place where I largely became who I am today. Moving was also a big step in my life and relationship with Ryan; it was really the beginning of planning a future together.
We have all been there, some maybe more than most. Those times when everything seems to be going wrong and you are lost in your own world. Maybe things just don’t seem to be working out as you intended, or you are not progressing/moving forward like you had hoped, or you’ve been facing some hardship and bad news. It seems like no matter what you do or how much you do nothing changes and you have lost your purpose.
When I first set out to start this blog years ago now, it was all about finding my way in the world as I transitioned from teen to adult (part of the reason I chose the name Fundamentum… and my love of etymology). However, I am sure the 18-year-old me would look at the now 24-year-old version and think really, girl get your life together. Yet here we are and I find I am still contemplating the same things I was back then, or maybe they have changed and matured but the unanswered questions still remain. If I am being completely honest, I feel more lost now then I did back then.
Happy Belated Monday (otherwise known as Tuesday)!
This past weekend I was able to take a quick break from the city and spend a day surrounded by snow-capped mountains, which trust me does not get much better. For me what makes the long, cold, snowy winters so bearable in Calgary is the chance to get away with something so beautiful & majestic. I often times say that I wonder what it would be like to see them for the first time as an adult and truly be breath-taken by their site, as I no longer remember my first encounter with them.
Wishing everyone a fabulous fall week, and a Happy Thanksgiving to all my American Readers.
Growing up my parents both consistently told me that life is hard and was going to kick me to the ground; if I was lucky only a few times but likely far more often than that. Of course when I was very little I did not believe this advice, what is so bad when you are young. But sure enough came the bullies, the broken hearts and the failures as the years went on.
I hope everyone had an amazing Pre-Halloween weekend and was able to dress up or go out for some haunted fun. Rye and I spent Saturday afternoon being tourists in our own city and then dressed up for some Halloween festivities. It is pretty safe to say that yesterday was a full day of recovery on my end and was a true rest and relaxation day.
Wishing everyone an amazingly haunted week filled with lots of sweet surprises!