I went to church this morning. It was nice to see the pastor and his wife again; they're always so sweet to me and she always gives me a good hug. I talked to a couple of people but in doing so it really made me miss my church in Toronto. I miss the awesome, awesome energy of my church on Jane Street, where the pastor would call me "Sister Amy" and those around me would dance, sing and play their tamberines. Their energy always left me feeling high on life. Soon I'll be back there though.
Snickers picked me up after the service, as he usually does, and we went out for brunch at a cute little place that always leaves my tummy happy but my wallet hurting.
Now that I've decided I'm heading back to Canada, now that I know it's certainly going to happen, everything looks and feels different. A lot is going to happen in Canada but a lot is going to happen here so I sat down on the bedroom floor and digested that for a couple of hours. I scooped up all Pyen Chi's precious babies and brought them into the bedroom with me. Soon they'll be leaving to go their separate ways, separate homes where people will fall head over heels in love with them and will bombard them with kisses, hugs and love. Soon I'll be going to Canada and will be bombarded with such love too from friends and family.
We're all going our separate ways soon. Not too sure who will leave sooner though, the puppies or me so until then I'll try to take it all in and hold these memories tight. I still don't know yet when exactly I'm going, it seems every day I have a different departure date idea. I've decided I'm not going to tell anyone when I'll be going. I hate goodbyes. One day soon our members will come to Hulk's for training and I just won't be here, I'll be up in the sky bound for Canada. Moreover everyone and their mom seems to have an opinion about why I should or shouldn't go and many have their own speculations as why I'm going too and I really don't care to hear it. It doesn't change anything and I don't want to hear any negative comments. I'm half spooked as it is doing what I'm about to do, jump two feet into a whole other world, another life. I'm going for me. This year is all about me, all for me. All about me and my boxing.
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