“Far and away the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.”

And I find myself home again. Home on the Island of my birth for the weekend.

It's been a long time since my last post - days, weeks and months filled with everyday life, many adventures, good friends and quite a bit of laughter.
Lucia, Mandy and I trekked from St. John - Boston- NYC - Kingston - Ottawa - Quebec City, enjoyed great welcomes, lovely meals and good company. Aaand... I'm going to Germany on the 28th. I'll have the true pleasure to see where Lucia grew up, drink some delicious German beer and watch some world cup soccer. And three weeks later I'll return to Cape Breton.

As so often happens in the Spring of the year, I've been faced with many decisions, including what to do come the fall. I made it as far as a visa application so that I could join a L'Arche community in southwest England, and then I was offered the position of house leader at one of our higher needs houses in Orangedale. "Orangedale?" you say? Well, it's not a particularly exotic locale, but it gives me the opportunity to play with the idea of establishing a life for myself, working on some self- development and not leaving behind many good friends as I've been apt to do in the past. So, instead of essentially living the same year again as a new house assistant in a new place, I've opted for a brand new year. I imagine that it will be full of struggle, and difficulty and plenty of heartache.
And I seriously can't wait.