(Picture is taken at a Newfoundland landmark… “Goobies”. There is such a place)
You would think by the title of my post that I was a first year college student living away from home for the first time. This is not the case; I have actually lived in the United States and away from my favorite place on earth, Newfoundland, for what will be 10 years this summer. Geeze, I’m getting old.
The truth is the past year has been filled with some really big and exciting events and some very sad and frustrating realities. Getting married ranks right up there in the most exciting of things, along with really pushing for the start of the bakery, qualifying for the Boston Marathon at my first marathon, and just missing by one place qualifying for the World Championships for Ironman 70.3!
However more recently life has thrown some very sad and frustrating realties into my world. Within a three week period I have lost two friends. Neither of whom should have left us so early, and both who are missed dearly. What has made life even more frustrating is that I could not and still cannot travel home to Newfoundland to mourn with friends because of my current immigration status. Due to the process of my visa being adjusted to a permanent resident I am in a state of limbo, whereby if I leave the USA I would not be permitted re-entry. Did you ever see the movie with Tom Hanks, The Terminal?… That’s kinda like me right now.
So with the loss of a dear Newfoundlander, it has made me think a lot about home. There is truly no place on earth like Newfoundland. Any Newf, or person who has visited there can attest to this.
So, since I’m feeling kinda sad these days, I present you the picture homage of what I’m missing so badly.
(20 years later. Fishing with my Dad)
Ever since I was a littler girl, whenever I was getting stressed out from school or competitive sports, my dad would take my brother and I camping and fishing… just to get away from it all. Pop, it’s about that time again.
If for some reason we couldn’t make a trip out of it, I would still go outside because that’s what calms me down. All of these are pictures from home.
I was blessed to grow up in a family where camping, fishing, and every kind of outside activity was encouraged. I am now fortunate again to have a Hubby who can understands both what it is to live away from home for so long AND how much mental decompression there is with just being outside. Some of our first dates (correction, “non-dates”, were camping and kayaking trips). So when I finally brought him home to Newfoundland, he caught a real insight to what made me this way!
More pictures of camping in NFLD… with an American (gasp).
However, the difference in camping at home with anyone other than a Newfie, is that we have a lot of explaining to do about why some things are the way they are…
This sign was actually posted in the bathroom of a Provincial Parks information building.
Why do we sell these things?
They don’t have that kind at Panera Bread!
Who is this “Tim Horton”??
How did that house get out there?
With all of his questions answered, he was hooked. Turns out he likes this place “Newfoundland” too!
What about you? Are you living away from “home”? Ever miss being a kid again?
Thanks for reading!
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