2011 ....What A Year!
Every year at this time, I spend time thinking
about the new year but, before I move on,
I always revisit the old year to view all the
events that occurred that year. Reviewing the old year
gave me the confidence to face this new year.
Some years are good, some are not so good but
most years are a combination of the two.
I sold my old country home after living there for 20 years.
What memories I left behind.
It was the home where I raised my son and
built my studio for Priscilla Mae et al.
I renovated this home to fit that particular
time in my life but it was now time to move on.
Packing and downsizing my life after 20 years
was very difficult. The new home I bought was
half the size of this old home, so I had to get rid of
so much of my previous life.
All of you who have made moves in your life know
that packing is a nightmare. I had two months
to clear out most of my previous life and then
All of you who have made moves in your life know
that packing is a nightmare. I had two months
to clear out most of my previous life and then
pack up for my new adventure.
I moved into a old Victorian home in Toronto
very close to downtown which was a must for me.
If I was going to live in a city,
than I wanted to live downtown.
Renovations were going to be done on this new house
but as all of you know who have lived through renos,
nothing goes according to a schedule. The company
building my new kitchen went bankrupt. All stopped
until I was able to find another kitchen manufacturer.
Raccoons were in the attic and because of these
urban critters, part of my roof had to be rebuilt.
Walls came down to open up the small spaces and
the plaster dust made it imperative that everything
stayed packed in boxes which were everywhere.
I had exactly one room (a bedroom) to live in for
until I was able to find another kitchen manufacturer.
Raccoons were in the attic and because of these
urban critters, part of my roof had to be rebuilt.
Walls came down to open up the small spaces and
the plaster dust made it imperative that everything
stayed packed in boxes which were everywhere.
I had exactly one room (a bedroom) to live in for
6 weeks and I thought I was going to go mad.
But one day, I got my house back. All the construction
guys were gone and I could finally unpack all the
boxes and make my new house a home.
When I look back on that horrible three months,
I accomplished a lot and completely changed
my life from a country gal to city woman and
all with a torn knee ligament.
When late spring finally arrived in Toronto,
I painted my fence and set up my
terrace where I could sit and enjoy the beautiful music coming from my neighborhood church.
I spent the rest of the year reacquainting myself with
Toronto and all the great things this wonderful city
has to offer. I reconnected with old friends
and met new ones. My knee finally healed
and I was able to walk anywhere
with my camera and enjoy my new life.
And most important, I now only live about 6 blocks
away from my son and I'm able to see him more often.
away from my son and I'm able to see him more often.
And at end the year, I reconnected with an
old love and together in
October, we traveled to Paris, Nice, Rome,
Florence and Tuscany.
There were lots of major changes in my life this year and
although the transition was difficult and emotional at times,
the year turned out to be a very happy one indeed.
Now, I am ready to consider how I want 2012 to look.
I don't always have control over what
my life will look like
my life will look like
but
I can dream and I plan to start writing down
some of those dreams this week.
I'm ready for 2012.