05/26/2026
Soaking up the last evenings in Ontario.
Since moving back to Ontario at the end of 2023, my husband has been away for a good chunk of each summer. I made a habit of going for a solo walk after dinner, to enjoy nature, smell flowers and lay down on a meadow. I did that today too and had such a nice time looking at birds (a blue heron flew overhead!), insects and plants around me. Connecting to the earth, in the most direct way, has always felt right - and like I’m a part of a bigger whole.
Ontario has been wonderful in terms of community. My sister in law and her friends absorbed me into their group, I found my place at The Branches and in the local doula circle. I felt held and understood, and contributed to my small world the way I knew how: by making soup and baking bread, holding hands and going for walks together, being silly, being brave. It felt wonderful to be around people with whom I could laugh hard and cry when needed.
J. and I realized that our lives aren’t quite wild enough here: that we need “big” nature on our doorstep to be fully happy. The move back to BC is exciting (ocean! mountains! more wildlife!) but it’s difficult to leave the people we love. I’m so grateful to every friend, client, birth-worker, practitioner and friendly person in my life for making the last 2.5 years a time I’ll always remember.
