There’s something amazing about Canada. I lived in, what I would consider, a fairly clean small city in the US for over a decade. We had plenty of farms and green space outside out of city’s center. While it has its fair share of rush hour, there are plenty of green spaces to unplug and get back to your roots. I was born and raised by the coast, growing up with my toes in the sand with waves crashing by.
Neither hold a candle to Canada.
I haven’t explored as much as I’d like to, but I’ve found myself spending a little more time outdoors here. From my first visit to Canada in BC to simply parks around town in here in SK. The best I can describe is it just smells different here. It feels clean. It feelsdifferent.
I find myself spending more time with the great outdoors here. Be it meeting with friends for a barbeque or taking the kids on park-sided adventures or simply walking the dog. It’s nice. It’s relaxing. Unplugging and being in nature has been a fantastic stress relief too.
I’ve slacked on my blog. My new job is sucking the life out of me. (More on that later.)
But at my new job, I’ve made an unexpected friend. We’d seen each other in passing and exchanged a couple of hellos here and there. I found that she was here from Europe so I asked about her immigration process. Turned out that we applied around the same time and through the same avenues. Ahah! Common ground!
Making friends as an adult is difficult. We are stuck in a society where social media is more important than actual interaction. We’re more concerned by what we portray online than our real relationships with others. Naturally I was a little nervous.
A couple of lunches together, and we’ve hit it off. Granted, there are differences between us having lived in different parts of the world, but we’re both kind hearted nerds who hate our jobs. Both are gamers, thinks quite a bit alike, both are dog people, and we have some similar hobbies.
I shared a story about how when I get upset my husband just hands me our dog. Later in the afternoon, after getting upset about some drama at work, my new friend pulls out her phone, thumbs to a photo of her dog, and hands it to me. I laughed so hard I nearly cried. I felt special. I keep up with my two best friends via social media, texting, the occasional card, etc, but sometimes nothing beats just some face to face interaction. (Even as an introvert.)
Totally looking forward to tomorrow’s “double date,” as my husband and I meet up with her and her wife, all kids and dogs in tow. Going for a stroll in the park and letting the kids & dogs run around like crazy while having some adult time is going to be great. Here’s to hoping the weather holds out!