Flying high with TANGO!

Well here I am… back in Winnipeg. When I look around at all the streets, talk on the phone to my old friends, and spend time with my family I feel as though I have never left. It’s almost like Saskatoon was a dream… an amazing dream… but a dream, a dream where I grew a year and a half older. When I left for Saskatoon I feel like my life in Winnipeg froze. But now that I’m back I realize that my grandpa has been sick two years now rather than one. My friends have been married for three years rather than two and my sister is in grade 12 not grade 10.
Normally at this point I would be agonizing over where my real home is or how I fit into this new unexpected equation. But instead its gets me excited that I got to leave and now start over. I have a fresh sleight and I really can make what I want with my new Winnipeg life. No this doesn’t mean that I have decided to live here for the rest of my life, but because this is my life for the next three months I have to and am going to make it amazing. I just have to go to the drawing board to figure out how that will happen!
I love my family and I never want to leave them. But so many people in Saskatoon have become my family. What is wrong with two homes? Home is where the heart is and I honestly think mine is split into two!!!