Friday, February 18, 2011

Feet on the Ground and Staying Put

Since I moved out on my own for the first time in third year university, I have not stayed put very long. I went from that first, dingy teeny apartment to a central, quaint apartment, to a Whitehorse rental duplex, to a Ross River teachers' house, to a Ross River second house, and then into Whitehorse where we bought our first home. It starts to feel like a long time in one spot when we approach the two-year mark, that's how often we move. Now that we're in our own house and we've met the requirements of Rich's job to spend some time in an isolated community, we have no pressure to go anywhere. Well, that's not true. We have no one telling us where to go. We do feel the pull, however, to pick the next spot we'll move to. After so many years in perpetual motion, it's difficult to accept settling down and staying put. We dream of different places, and have fun looking up houses on MLS, and each play the imaginary game of setting up new lives in a new place with great adventures.
It's a blessing to be able to move where we'd like and experience as much of this country as we feel up to. One day we will settle down and finally stay put. That point is so far from my consciousness, I admit, and I love the thrill of the "new."
This is a very transient town, too. We've seen a few great friends move on from here, and each time it's as though we're saying goodbye one last time and launching them out into some strange vortex, communicable only by Internet. We have learned to accept the finite nature of life in the North.
It's no wonder I'm having a really hard time keeping my A-type, future-planning thoughts in the now. They keep wanting to run away to the next place we'll live, the next season of discovery, the next house to make a home.
So instead of feeding those plans and letting myself get wrapped up in daydreaming about what's next, I am making a concerted effort to be here now. In this house I love. I can't even imagine the act of saying goodbye to it. It's too much a part of us and I am not ready to be ripped from it's warm embrace yet. And really, there is still so much to discover while we're up here. I absolutely have to check out more of Alaska, spend some quality time in Dawson, go tobogganing in the Carcross desert again, paddle the river, revisit Rainbow Lake in summertime (where the header pic was taken) and have at least one more seasonal rotation in this town so I know I'm good and ready to take off when the time comes. For now it is my duty to wring all the juicy excitement out of this place while we're still here.

1 comment:

  1. I can't even imagine you leaving your house. It makes me sad just thinking of it. Please stay for as long as you can? Or lets just make the most of us all being here at the same time.


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