Tuesday, August 31, 2010


When I left the city a little more than a year ago, there were cranes everywhere and the city was changing as fast as ever. New suburbs springing up every where. New roads. A new city in the making.

I remember feeling some sadness that I might never be able to come back to this place as I remembered it. But, you know, I think that I was wrong. What's changed in the last 13 months? My family is here. Many of my friends are here. The house that was for sale across the street from my parents house is still for sale. Stoney Trail is still under construction. My house is still not inhabitable.

Until my house is ready, I'll be staying with my parents (actually really super awesome). This just adds to the feeling of being 'home'; somewhere familiar.

In fact, my dad took my me and my sister to a reunion at the high school that we attended (and at which he taught). The school is facing demolition at the end of the school year and it was an opportunity for those who had spent time there to reconnect and reflect. It's been 14 years since I walked through those doors. It could have been yesterday. In fact, some of the clothing and hairstyles looked as though they haven't changed since I left. 

Calgary has grown a lot from the city that I knew as a kid. But it is still the Calgary that I know. It's like a big small town. And I like that.


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