So long, Calgary!
Two months in, I told Ryan, “Now I know, and we can leave anytime you want. We can go wherever you would like.” Moving back to the place I thought I knew was harder than I could have ever imagined. And what’s worse, I made it hard on myself with the expectations I didn’t even know I had. There have been times I deeply regretted our decision but I would have always wondered about living here again. Now that I know, it’s an idea that I can put to rest. That being said, there have been many bright spots that came with the move - everyone has been incredibly welcoming and so generous, getting to see family and some friends with increased frequency, introducing Ryan to more people from various phases of my life, making a few new friends, reconnecting with friends from grade school days, getting back my ski legs after a knee surgery, and getting out to explore new places is always fun. And, maybe most importantly, our relationship survived the stressors of an interprovincial move and his re
