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Posted in After treatment, Bumpboobs, Canada, Finding Home, Life, Love, Travel by

Just a quickie tonight. I’m sitting in the executive lounge at Ottawa international Airport (fancy stuff) and waiting for my flight to board. Mom and Dad dropped me off just minutes ago, which is always hard and always tearful, and now they must be navigating the parking payment system. I suppose it means you have a good parent-child relationship if saying goodbye never gets easier. Life has treated me very well – despite whatever ups and downs are served, I’ve always been surrounded by love.

Okay, time to board. Thanks for keeping me company. It’s time to fly home.

(PS – this post will be posted after I arrive , because otherwise I have to pay for the wi-fi, and that’s not cool.)

It’s been wonderful

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This is my last night in Canada. *sigh of reflection. It’s been wonderful, how else can I describe it? Wonderful. Being with family, resting, seeing friends, letting go of stress (maybe not all, but a lot), starting to get better, finding comfort, giving comfort, real hugs instead of skype conversations and sleeping in my old room. Wonderful.

But Zsolt is waiting – and I’m anxious to launch into his arms for a giant, awesome, homecoming embrace. Nothing is complete without him. He’s the cherry on top of everything, and an important part of my recovery.

I’m leaving home and I’m going home. Funny, eh, but it’s the truth.