Coming Home
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As of Saturday morning, I will no longer be a resident of Toronto. It’s bittersweet, for sure. We’ve had a great life here, filled with the most fabulous friends two people could ask for. But, instead of just feeling sad about leaving them, I’m also managing to feel excited about the life we’re heading to. That’s because I’ve already started to establish that new life, in New Brunswick, from here in Toronto.
Sure, there’re the family ties, the work contract, the house. But it’s more than that. Through Twitter, I’ve managed to find people I enjoy chatting with, people I expect to see on the streets around town and say hello to. I’ve had leads on jobs, made contacts to volunteer with Junior Achievement and might even have helped kick started a Gaelic workshop at this year’s Moncton Highland Games. I’ve asked for and received advice on great places to get Indian food in Moncton, suggested a Rock Band Jam Night at a pub (a la this) and had info on lights emailed to me. Heck, I’ve even bought a snow blower and set up my new cell phone through Twitter!
It's more than just the practicality of getting things ready in advance of the move. Chatting with folks through Twitter has helped make me feel welcomed to New Brunswick -- long before my actual arrival in the province. I already have a life, a community, a sense of belonging about the Moncton area that I wouldn't have been able to find without using today's technology. It's making it just a little less painful to leave my wonderful friends behind, and that's worth more than any words I can type can explain.
