The sentiment of this post comes from my private journal – an entry from last Spring on a trip through Prince Edward County, Ontario. It was interesting to read when preparing for this month's theme of following your “personal legend”.
At the end of The Alchemist (the book that inspired this theme), the protagonist finally finds his treasure at home.
While my meaning of home has changed over time, there is no doubt that my treasure still resides there.
Here you go…
Over the years, my husband and I traveled many places, just the two of us at times, other times with the kids. Traveling together, we often fell in love with the places we visited. We could imagine living there. We would consider living there. From Saskatoon to the south of France, from California to Scotland, this happened.
One day last Spring, I woke up in Prince Edward County. This is an absolutely wonderful place. It has fine wine, fantastic food and great art, along with a rolling landscape, country roads, lake views and beaches. This is a place where my husband and I would have considered living.
But at the same time I realized, without him, I was not considering this. It had been possible to think about living elsewhere because I used to travel with my heart; the primary love of my life was with me. Home could be anywhere we were together.
But now that's not the case. I travel solo and the love in my life resides in Toronto where three of my children live, my Mom and my siblings and their families, friends and neighbors — it is these people who now collectively hold my heart.
They are my home.
They are the treasure of my personal legend.