Yesterday I bid a sad good bye to Eric as I departed Toronto on the first leg of my journey. After last minute packing activities and loading the car I drove to Kingston in the afternoon.
It was very hard to leave everything that is familiar and that means “home” behind. The farther I drove, the more it hit me that this wasn’t just another weekend in Kingston and that I couldn’t easily go back if I forgot something or that I wouldn’t be able to get the world’s best hugs in a couple of days.