Coming Home

Written By Rochelle Lee

As I flew into Thunder Bay for time to see family and friends, I looked down before the plane landed. I took a breath and thought “I’m home”. What an incredible warm feeling to finally be “home”.

For the last year Windsor has been my home. We have built such an incredible life in Windsor-incredible family to support us and neighbours who are now such dear friends.

But coming home to my home town when I am feeling vulnerable and “lost” is exactly what I have needed. I am so fortunate that I have friends who are like family to stay with-Laura Chard-you are my person and will always be my person. I feel like I am part of your beautiful family and I never feel out of place. Seeing my parents is always a treat-they are feisty and fabulous-they never let any obstacle in life keep them down!

I am not sure how I got so lucky in life but you can bet I thank God everyday for these special people.

While coming home can be a physical place-a place of safety and nostalgia. Coming home is also a feeling-a feeling of beauty and coming home to yourself. Coming home for me is being true to myself and feeling whole with myself. Coming home is still a place I am now trying to figure out again professionally but for now I am comforted in coming home to my heart and the things that bring me joy ❤️