My New Life is not the Same as my Old Life

Things have been a little crazy lately. The drama that’s been taking over my personal life has me feeling nostalgic for the easier years. Now that I’m almost forty I find myself sometimes drifting back in time to being twenty again. I just really get caught up in missing how easy life was in my early twenties (my body was pretty rockin’ back then too).

In all seriousness, getting older isn’t easy. I’m going to have to get a new hobby or something to keep me interesting.

See the farm I live on now, was actually the place where I grew up. As a teenager, I yearned to get off the island and find my place. So I went off to college in Montreal, and thought I was gonna make a life in a big city, maybe one day go off to someplace like New York. While I was in college, I had the time of my life. I got a degree in English and got a job writing for a newspaper in the city. A couple of years after I graduated, though, my mother got sick. The big “C” hits us all I guess…

Well when she started getting to the point where she needed someone watching over her, I moved back to the island. It was hard at first, giving up my new life to come home to Prince Edward Island. I did what I had to do, though, and watched over her until she passed. It was a really hard few months, but it really gave us some time to bond before she passed on.

After my mother died, I had to sit back and reevaluate my life. I came to realize that my place was truly at the farm instead of in the city. Taking over the family property just seemed like it was the right thing to do. It’s nothing spectacular, but it’s a beautiful piece of land.

There’s the house, which has four bedrooms and three bathrooms. When I was a kid, we used to have family and friends over all the time and the house was never quiet.

Then there’s the barn, stables, and the chicken coop. I really wish I could describe in words just how beautiful the area is. It’s not even just our property either – the whole island is wonderful.

A lot of people ask me how I can stand to live on an island so small. They all ask me how I stand to be trapped on a tiny island, bored out of my mind all the time. The thing is, though, that the island is full of life. There is plenty to do if you put in the effort to look. There are beaches and plenty of lighthouses – if you’re into that sort of thing (sand isn’t really my thing, so I don’t really go to the beach unless my daughter begs me to take her).

There are also parks and places to camp, which is a pretty common hobby about here. The weather is so pleasant in the summer and fall that lots of people camp either at campgrounds or by the beach.

So, I just don’t really know how to respond to people that say that there’s nothing to do on PEI. Its an amazing place, you just have to search a little bit to find the fun stuff. I’m gonna leave a link to the PEI tourism website, in case anyone wants to get a better idea of things to do on the island. Maybe you guys will be inspired to come visit sometime!

Thanks for reading guys! If you have any questions or comments feel free to leave them below. I’ll be back again soon with some more updates on my life!

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