Hello again folks, it's
me again, your friendly neighbourhood MS warrior. I have not
disappeared off the face of the earth. I'm just on an extended
vacation. Yes you read this correctly, I am on vacation. My
girlfriend has flown me out to British Columbia and I am fulfilling
my dream of seeing mountains. I will have a plethora of pictures to
share with you later. But in the interim I thought I'd give you a
little run down on how vacationing has affected me.
Quite simply put,
vacationing has made me incredibly dimwitted. God bless the lovely
home owners who have put up with me. I have tried to explain that I
am actually, some what, educated and am typically not so absent
minded. Three years of college, making the president's honour roll
and dean's list, is quickly discounted when you lock yourself out of
the house 6 days in a row and 8 times in total. They have grown
accustomed to my sheepish knock and even the dogs lift their heads
with a raised eyebrow as if to say, “come on really?” I have
been told it's because I've finally been able to relax after a life
time of running on high alert. I accept the explanation with a
healthy bit of skepticism, preferring instead to go on the premise
that I have left my brain somewhere in Ontario. Perhaps when I
ruptured my eardrum two weeks prior to coming here it crept out of my
ear and went on it's own vacation.
The other thing I have
noticed is that vacationing hurts terribly. That knot in my
shoulder, due to stress, seems to be working it's way out under much
protest and complaining from my muscles. My balance is greatly off
and it's a small wonder that I haven't hugged the floor lately.
But these are just
small things physically and mentally I am going through.
Emotionally, I can't
ever remember a time when I've been at such peace and contented.
This place makes me feel at ease, and welcomed. I have met friends
here where I have felt more like a friend coming back from a long
time away than as a complete stranger. The mountains are as
magnificent as I have dreamed about and have caught myself welling
up with tears because of the beauty. The many lakes I've visited or
driven passed glisten like they have been dusted with specks of gold.
Even in the cloudy weather and gloom I have been in awe watching a
tiny cloud dance across the mountain. At times I've wanted to grab
a hold of complete strangers and point out the beauty of the this
place. I am in awe.
I don't want to leave.
I'm actually dreading going home.
