Alive and Well

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.