Where I Am Not

This blog is meant to tell of the "places my feet are taking me". I am here, in Lucky Lake again. Whenever I am here I feel, let's see, happy to be back on the prairies, lonely away from many of my dearly loved ones, thankful to spend time with newer friends, I feel accomplished - working and saving money, I feel uncomfortable and unstable too.

It's interesting because I had this same feeling last time I was here, as well as my six months spent in White Rock in 06/07; it was such a hard, lonely, dry and desperate time.

But every time I go to Kelowna, the place that I was so desperately wanting to leave after I graduated, I feel safe, I feel comforted, like the arms of my friends, friends that are like family

to me, have collectively given me a huge hug, and the valley and the lake, with its quiet winters, bright springs, warm summers and colorful falls surround me as well, and welcome me. Home.

Only I don't think I would like to live there. It's a very interesting thing, this feeling inside me that just yearns for a "home", somewhere to lay my head and feel safe and comforted, sheltered and peaceful. To have a "constant".

God, three-in-one. Home. Rock. Shelter. Safety. Lover of my soul. Where I can lay everything down, bare to the bone. And feel unashamed. Be my everything.

On a different note, I wanted to add some pictures of Kelowna, since I am missing it so much right now; some of my favorite spots: