Thursday, January 6, 2011




montreal 2010



the place in which one's domestic affections are centered
any place of residence or refuge: a heavenly home.

a person's native place or own country.
–verb (used without object)

to go or return home.

strange how one word can take on so many meanings in a short amount of time.
In the last few weeks, our family has been thinking a lot about the idea of home. What it means, how that can change over time, what makes a home... and we have made some pretty big decisions...

we are going home. 

to us, that means returning to where our family is. 
which is ironic because at the same time...i feel that we are leaving a wonderful home. 
A place where we had some family...but where over the last twelve years, we have created a family of friends.

we are leaving our little piece of paradise in long sault, our lake and *my* dock.
leaving a spot we will never, ever be able to recreate, and that is hard. we have loved this home dearly. we designed it to suit us, and suit us it did. it does. the thought of not hearing the sounds of the lake lapping gently in the evening or the loons is odd to me. 
and the watch them over the water was something spectacular.
and the sunsets. and the sand in the house. and the sound of the kids laughing on their way out to dr. aber's rock. and the peace that sitting on that dock has brought me so many times.

there will never be anything like this place.

but i am not the first  to have moved on...and we will be happy wherever we land.
we discovered, in discussing all of this with each other and as a family, that we are together in being ready for a new adventure. 

my country kids are about to meet the bright lights of city living. and not just any city...montreal:).
and we are excited about that. 
the kids have been fabulous but change is not easy. they will miss their friends terribly. i will miss their friends terribly. i will miss my friends terribly. i do hope thursday morning coffee continues in my memory for years to come;).

there will always be ties to cornwall. good friends. the business. the art gallery. but there will no doubt be changes. but i promise to have a guest room available, whenever needed.

because, you know, montreal is kind of a neat place to visit.
in reading the definitions above, i can hold out hope for heavenly...but i know we are leaving that for...different. and while our home truly is wherever our domestic affections affection for my friends will remain steady, no matter the location.
*now, if anyone needs a place by the lake, may i suggest calling me? there is a sign on my lawn and it is freaking me out;)*



BeachMama said...

Oh my that must have been so hard to decide. Your dock looks fabulous and I dare not show it to Hubby or my lawn could be the one with the sign on it. Best wishes in your new adventure.

Sarah said...

Oh wow, Angela! Big change!

I hope it all goes smoothly for you and the family. I will definitely visit when I get to see my friend up there.

Although I will miss your peaceful and serene lake and dock photography, I look forward to your street photography and city shots.


kev said...

so, this shouldn't make me sad, but it does. montréal is just down the road, but it's another hour down the road, which pretty much assures visits will thin some. we'll just have to make them count, I guess :)

'grats ange. it _is_ awesome news for you and your fam, which is really what it's all about.

Anonymous said...

you made me cry, even though you are moving closer to us. yay for us!