Goodbye Victoria

We just returned from what could be our last trip to Victoria for a long, long time. Mom and dad have sold the house and are moving into the condo, so we have nowhere to stay if we visit. We don't want to travel at Christmas and they move January 29, so this was our last chance to say goodbye to the house. It was kind of sad, but more because I remembered when we lived there in the basement, and Matthew was cute and innocent and worryfree, and when I went into labour with Elizabeth, almost not making it to the hospital, and that was her first taste of home, if only for a couple of weeks. There was the memory of Matthew splitting his head open on the bed, walking to the Lucky D for junk food, and inhaling the wonderful aroma of the ocean only blocks away. It was a time that seemed simple compared to now, and I miss it.

So it will be time to make new memories in Canmore once mom and dad find a house there. Memories of hiking trails and the wonderful aroma of the mountain air on a crisp morning. It's so nice to have memories...I think we all take them for granted.