I guess I don't write when I'm in Canada
I always feel a bit confused when I visit Florida. There are a lot of conflicting feelings that result from being around my family again--remembering pieces of my childhood, visiting with friends that I realize (in retrospect) are far smarter than I, and having somewhat of a full schedule in start contrast to my ever-empty Canadian one. Sometimes I
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I moved to a very small rural community when my brother and sister were living with me. It wasn't really "home" to me, but it was the best place for them to live during their high school years. There was a great sense of family in that small city, and we enjoyed participating in community events. As soon as they graduated and moved on, I moved to a larger city that I found equally welcoming and more suited to my needs.
I've always enjoyed every place I've lived. Each has it charms and advantages.
Contented people can be happy wherever they live.
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