The 26th of July marked the one year anniversary of our departure from Ottawa to The Big Apple on our way to Moscow. I can’t believe how quickly time moves on. It seems like just yesterday that we were checking in for our flight with our shiny, new passports and paying a crazy amount in overweight luggage fees (oops). I was filled with a mix of excitement and fear of the unknown underwritten by deep sorrow. “Moscow in my head” was a strange, dark, scary place with large, imposing buildings and boulevards, years of grime covering every surface and squalid living conditions -a post apocalyptic scene implanted oh-so-kindly in my mind by Mr. U.
Needless to say (thankfully so), my mental image was the furthest thing possible from reality. It has been a year of ups and downs, discovery and settling, loss and sorrow, friends new and old and growth in every way imaginable. It is hard to believe that one third of our time here has elapsed, seemingly going by in the blink of an eye.
Nobody knows what the future holds for any of us but one thing that it brings is possibility.
So I raise a glass to possibility, come what may.
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