In transition

It has now been a week since I moved with my family to beautiful Kelowna, BC. Our new house is very nice, but different, so we have to organize things differently. (It's a big deal for me when I can't put the towels on a shelf in the bathroom; and now they have to go in a cupboard.) My room is small, and actually doesn't have a closet, so we had to rig something up. Thankfully my dad has building skills, and knows about things like putting nails into studs instead of just drywall, and using a level. Thanks Dad.

Kelowna is in a really pretty area of BC. The province in general is fairly mountainous, and the city is in a valley surrounded by hills, and mountains if you go just a little farther. The views are amazing, wherever you are. I love that about this place!

It's been hot, and it's going to get even hotter. Thank goodness for air conditioning and ceiling fans. The beaches are always crazy at this time of year, so we probably won't do much of that. The Ogopogo certainly won't go hungry this year.

Of course I miss Lethbridge. I miss my church, where I know most of the faces, and can share inside church jokes. (Soo... here's a benediction.) I miss the university, full of friends and colleagues and mentors. I miss the river and the coulees.

It's hard to see this as permanent. I'm in transition, trying to see what living in Kelowna means for me. (So far, it means higher car insurance.) As always, I worry about fitting in, finding a place, enjoying my life. I wonder, will any of that happen?

For now, I'll ponder these things, and be amazed by the beauty of this place.