for me, brampton has always been a launch pad.

in 2002, after spending a year here, i got on a plane and headed westward to vancouver for an internship.

seven months later, i came back to brampton, where i spent three years before heading to edmonton for college.

and three years after that, i came back to brampton.

in 2010, i moved back to BC for a second time, followed by ottawa, toronto, mississauga, and then, you guessed it, back to brampton, where i have been for the past year and a bit.

this city has also been a place of healing for me; a place i knew i could run to when i needed shelter, or love; a place where i felt safe enough to heal, and grieve the loss of both of my parents, but, as i mentioned above, it has always been my launch pad, too.

i know this feeling all too well. the feeling where the fear of change and closure meet the desire and the need for a fresh start, and a crazy adventure.

it's the same feeling i had in 2002, 2006, and 2010 before i moved, and it's the same feeling i've had ever since returning from the dominican - and still have today as i type this.

only this time, other than a feeling that my time in brampton is coming to an end, and an inkling to apply to jobs in calgary, i have no other direction. zero. zip. zilch.

i do, however, trust that everything will work out the way it's supposed to - calgary or not.

"in their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps" [proverbs 16:9]