We always assumed Montreal wouldn't be permanent. We knew it would be the city that we'd grow in our new marriage. We knew it would provide us with experience and education to tackle whatever lay ahead of us.
We never got super attached to our apartment (although with our last one, we came close), we were pretty good at sticking to our selfish selves, and taking part with what suited our fancy and leaving the rest. Yup, we were the center, and it worked for us.
But then, oh then, we had this draw and a brilliant idea to get involved. We realized we were taking more from our church than we are giving back, that we need to 'do on to others,' that we needed to love outside our small circle of family and friends and live more outside our comfort zone.
And now what do I see?
ROOTS!!!!
We tried to make sure this wouldn't happen but then, when we weren't looking, it did! We have roots. Our lives have been incredibly enriched. And now we have a problem.
We have friends here, we have a church family. We have youth that have begun to rely on us and grow with us. Last Friday when we were out at Montreal's 30Hour Famine Kick Off Rally, Tom was talking to one of the 15 year old boys who really look up to him. When T told him we were off to Costa Rica this fall, the boy wasn't happy for us at all. He just stared blankly back..."But you're coming back, right?" Umm...
My best girlfriend...I've watched her son grow from 6 weeks to 6 months. Her and I have battle through classes together, and survived most. We are the only two marrieds in our 'cohort'. We love it. I was one of the first privileged to know that she is already carrying her second child; I found out a week after she did. Three weeks before her mother. The baby is scheduled to arrive in August, the month that I will be wrapping things up here.
We were hanging out with the youth leaders discussing how we can make next year's retreat even better than this year's was...But we won't be here for it.
We know the transit system and (most of the important) metro stops by heart. We know where to get bargains on groceries, and which Value Village is the best. We have WestJet's flights memorized, we are able to give great tours of this magnificent city. Oh heck, I received a letter in French from the government yesterday and was able to read it and understand.
When did this happen?
When did our lives become so intertwined with others', and love it?
What are we going to do? Buy an ax?
4 comments:
winnipeg has pizza pops... need I say more??
lol!
Do you still have Cinnamon Toast Crunch? We can't get that either over here in Crazy Quebec.
No seriously, do you guys still have that cereal? We found it in the States, so we know it's still out there!
saw some yesterday at Foodland, and there is still some time left on the "best before" date :)
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