This is the first and only place I have lived alone. With my own apartment, all my own stuff, fully supporting myself with my job, doing all the chores without any help. Lonely or not, and as far as it is from family, this has become my home. And I will miss it. Probably more than I can grasp right now. Right now, in this moment, I don't want to leave. Which is okay, because I don't need to leave yet. But it's hitting me that leaving here won't be as easy as I thought it would be when I first moved here "for the adventure and the experience."
And in the last 6 months, I've become much closer with some of the girls at work. I'm really going to miss them. They are special.
Iqaluit. Home. Who would have thought.
(Me out for a walk on my birthday with my friend and her dogs)