Untethered reflections on home

A weekend trip to the Emerald Isle

Over the weekend we flew to Ireland for a short visit with family. It was a preplanned trip to a place now very familiar and comforting. As we packed up and rode the metro to the airport, I realized home to me really isn’t just one place anymore…it’s dispersed. Between my original home and place of birth in Canada, to England, Ireland and now Denmark. A little piece of my soul is in each of those places. And oddly enough it feels soothing. Not being tethered to just one place.

For those of you who know me in person…you know I’m detail oriented and appreciate a good routine. I once interviewed for E-Comm 911 in Vancouver (emergency response operator) and they told me I was a linear thinker. It wasn’t a negative, but it also wasn’t a positive. It almost felt like I had been put into a box. Stamped. Labeled. I’ve carried that with me for a while now, trying to dissect it and figure out just where it fits into who I am and who I want to be.

Fast-forward to my life now. Never did I think I would move across the world to a different country. The unknowns, the discomfort and the shedding of “life as I knew it”. But, alas here I am with my little family. And life is good. Who knew…change is good?! (spoiler alert - Heraclitus knew).

Our visit to Ireland was a breath of fresh air. Time with family, fresh country air, horses and emerald rolling hills as far as the eye could see. I’m immensely grateful.

Our flight home to Denmark was a late one. Tired toddler in tow, we made the trek and landed all in on piece. Success. As we stepped off the metro for the final walk to our apartment…I took a deep breath and enjoyed the sweet scent of the trees and flowers in full bloom (think lilac and honeysuckle combined). At midnight on a Monday, all was quiet and calm. The city was fast asleep. We were home.

Why am I still talking about home? Because just as our little corner in Denmark starts to feel like home…we will be moving in a month to a new apartment. Another change. Uprooting and adjusting. Flexing and flowing. And just like most things in life, it’s so much easier to look ahead with your chin up and your mind open to what’s coming. Because the only thing constant in life, is…change.

Much love my friends.