I am moving to Nanaimo - Life's full circle. I began my "life" in Nanaimo, at the age of 20. Y'see, I never really "knew" my Father. I was one of those Divorced families of the '70's. My biological mother let her bitterness of my biological spill over into not letting me "know" my Father.

He was like the Easter bunny, with a tan. Or Santa Claus with even a better tan. **SMILE** As that is/was how often I got to see him as I grew up.

At the age of 18.5 years, I phoned him and said, "Hey, I'd like to meet you."

His reply, "Okay, as long as you go to University. No lazing around my house."

It has been a learning experience about me, my Father and life. Good, bad and always interesting.

Currently? My Father has stepped up to bat and has bought me a trailer (no I am not trailer "trash") it is quite a fetching trailer. I am nervous as hell. I have a network of friends, and the like - Moving to knowing noone and the fear that entails.

As my Father told me the other day, "Moving to Nanaimo at 40 is going to be wayyyyyyy different than moving at 20."

Ummmmmmmmmmm - No kidding?

I was busy today crying all day - Wondering how I am going to get all of my "Stuff" packed - As I have 3 bedrooms of stuff Shittttttttttttttt and I have been giving TONS of stuff away... I have sent a goody bag to my best friend Rachel and my "Chosen" Mom Jan - Which both women will get a kick out of as they are very special women - In their own right and to me. Rachel, so much so, that I have christened her my "Sistahhhhhhhhhhhhh." Which is MUCH better than a sister. **GIGGLE**

But yes, I was crying all of today, moping around when the Terry Fox movie came on. It all came into perspective.

"I will do it... One step at a time...."

-Terrence Stanley "Terry" Fox

I will do the move, Terry, one box at a time.

Thank you for continuing to be such an inspiration. I wish I had met you. But I looked at the time frame of your run - I was busy running too - That same summer. Ironic but true.