Archive for June, 2017

I’m 42 years old and I’m on the first solo trip away I’ve ever taken IN MY LIFE.  

Earlier this year I was all set to go to Ohio this summer and meet a big bunch of ladies I’ve known online, some for as long as eight years.  And then my baby brother got engaged and my trip plans changed from Ohio to Edmonton.  So I jumped online, sold my ticket to the first venue, sadly, and booked flights to go west.   Enter my amazing friend Allison who offered me her home as my west-rest.   Allison and I have known one another for six years online.  And now we know each other in “real life” as well.  

I left Saint John on a 5:45am flight Wednesday morning and, after a quick change of planes in Montreal, landed in Edmonton at just before 11am their time.  For me it was already after two.  Another online friend I’ve known for years, Brianne, picked me up and after many squeals and hugs, we hopped in her car and toured the city.  Edmonton is quite lovely.  It’s a much bigger city than I’m used to, as my home base in the Maritimes is actually quite small as cities go, but the architecture here and the views are really gorgeous.  Because I’m a tourist, we of course went to the west Edmonton mall where we had lunch and did a bit of shopping.  

I was able to steel myself to looking only in the designer stores, but it was hard.  Honestly it felt wonderful to just be wandering in and out of them.  Brianne and I walked and talked for a few hours and then she dropped me off to pick up my rental car.  I was given a free upgrade to an SUV, which is what I love to drive anyway and I got myself to Allisons. We talked for four hours last night, catching up on our families, remembering our own personal history and back stories and it was exactly like I knew it would be.  

This week is chock full of wonderful plans.  Dinner tonight with all the local community from my online group, lunch tomorrow with work colleagues, a BBQ and a chance to see siblings and meet my new sister in law and a wedding.  A swing dance wedding.  Who could ask for better?? 

Today I’m doing a walking trail and getting a pedicure.  

I miss my family dearly, because at heart, I’m a family girl.  But my daughter called me this morning and it’s like she was snuggled right up beside me in bed.  

I haven’t taken any pictures yet, but I’m sure they’re coming.  

Kisses, Shawn and kids.   I love you so much.  I’m having a great time.  


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A while back I bugged, cajoled, whined, and sucked up my way into ballet shoes. Which, let’s face it, I was perfectly capable of ordering for myself, but, it’s more fun when I can act like a cat and talk the hubs into ordering for me. Which he did. He also ordered me some soft shoes, in black and in red, which came in this week. I am so happy!
Last year, when I was first diagnosed with Sarcoidosis, a lot of things happened and not really any of them good things. My feet and ankles swelled, a lot. Walking was painful for a long time. I had to go on a course of steroids, causing weight gain (ugh, yes again) and then I had a second, and third bout with Sarcoidosis causing more medications, more weight gain, more places in my body it decided to rear its ugly head. At the end of the calendar year, I had permanent scarring in my lungs, asthma, and feet that never really did go back to their normal width. Which meant, that when these beautiful shoes arrived, they are all, every pair, a bit too narrow for my feet. I mean, I can wear them, but they’re tight. The old me would likely have crumpled into a diva-like state of woe. Not me. Not me today. I’m in such a good place in my life right now.
I made a joke to a friend of mine the other day about wrapping my feet in plastic everyday until they become narrower (don’t worry, it was a joke) but, the truth is, I’m just moving more. I’m dancing in my living room and my kitchen and all over my house. I’m singing out loud, sometimes beautifully, sometimes badly. I’m laughing. I’m having fun! I find that the more I move and the more I dance and the more I let go of negatives in my life, including negative people, the better I feel. The more I want to dance!!!
I will get into those shoes properly eventually. I will keep wearing them and stretching them out in the meantime.
And I will keep on dancing.

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