one year

One year ago today, we drove the World's Fullest Minivan through New York State, and over the border, into our new lives.

The year has flown by. I feel much more at home here than I expected to after one year - here, meaning Mississauga, Toronto, and Canada. We also have many more friends, and much more of a social life, than I expected to. That's been perhaps the biggest surprise. Most of that has come through this blog. (We love the internet!)

I miss friends and family more than I thought I would, even though I've been able to see many of them during this past year. Many of the people I miss I wouldn't be seeing regularly, even if I were still in New York, because they've moved, too. I remind myself of that.

And, of course, one year ago, we were still a pack of four. The memory of moving makes me miss our B. But, horribly, that loss would have happened no matter where we lived. I was grateful that we all moved here together.

(Change of subject...)

So. One year. Thanks for being there for us. Thanks for your good wishes and support and advice, thanks for being our cheering section. I can't imagine what this year would have been like without you all.

And by the way, for those who asked: wmtc lives. It was a false alarm. I'm still blogging.