We all want to belong
It’s a little harder when you are visibly or obviously
The odd one out
But that sense of belonging
Comes from within
It’s not always imposed from outside
If I feel like I belong
I act like I belong
And most people will treat me
Like I belong
Yes, there are times when others
Can make me feel like the odd one out
By what they say or what they do
But most of the time
How I see myself is the key, what counts
A trip away from home gave me a new perspective
A trip to the other side of the world brought me closer to my home
We take so much for granted and I’m no exception
It’s hard to know what you have till it’s gone
Montreal may have long brutal winters
Lots of potholes and unending construction
But it’s the city of culture
In Montreal, all races and nationalities live side by side
Our lives are made richer this way
There is much variety and
We’re exposed to different perspectives and ideas
Montreal is a city of art, music, theatre and sports
It’s the city of writers and poets
It’s a place one can be inspired and thrive
It took me going to a land far off
To appreciate what I have at home
To appreciate friendships I’ve made over the years
Having lived in Montreal for seventeen years
This is the place I call home now
October 14th, 2108
I write to sort out my thoughts and figure things out
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to relax and recuperate
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to express myself
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to go to a placeless place and explore
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to breathe out, to exhale
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to bring joy into my life
What do others do who don’t write?
I write to go to my place of calm
What do others do who don’t write?
October 14th, 2018
A new notebook
As I embark on a new adventure
A new beginning
A new phase in my life
Venturing south
Seeking the sun
Looking for community
Looking for camaraderie
As my children begin to fly away
It’s time for me to look around
Assess things
And start new ventures as well
There is sadness in loss
But joy in new possibilities
It’s time to give in a different way
To be of service in a different way
I see the open road in front of me
And I’m ready to embark on this journey
October 2nd, 2018
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