Going Home

“All of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea — whether it is to sail or to watch it — we are going back from whence we came.” (John F. Kennedy)

This trip has surprised me in how much nostalgia it’s created – trips to the beach, to downtown, past the neighborhood that I grew up in – reminded me of days that I had long forgotten about. I’ve constantly referred to Toronto as ‘back home’ and it has become my home in so many ways, but the second I stepped on the beach and felt the sand between my toes, I remembered only too well where I have come from.

More photos to come when I get home :).

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2 Responses to

  1. AL says:

    I completely understand. Over my years of traveling home, I’ve experienced such moments too. I have always believed that East Coasters and Northern Ontarians, share this common pull to recapture nostaligic memories of home.

  2. Jody says:

    I LOVE that photo of you in b&w coming out of the lake. Very sexy and beautiful. 🙂

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