#2

Why call for the lifeboat, abandon ship and set sail somewhere new?

Good question.

I had just swapped out lush, green streets and familiar faces to fly into a city soaked in snow and strangers.  I was unimpressed and hesitant to buy in with my cliché Toronto throne built: Exhausted minions trudging on cement streets to an overworked hum.

I pinned my brow together, trying to examine if I even had a bleepin' rudder anymore.

Nevertheless, I did the new city dance, trolling Craigslist for an over-priced shoebox, printing off resumes at Staples, using all my data to hold the guardrails of Google maps.

I moaned and ached, but knew a hairpin turn back to Vancouver wasn't possible, if even just to salvage my ego.
I wasn't going to do it. 

I nabbed an apartment, landed a job and buckled down for however long a haul this whole Ontario thing was going to be. 

With the basics covered, I turned to advice my friend and pastor, Alastair, had said before I took flight.

"Don't wait to find community for 3 years in Toronto the way you did in Vancouver. Just promise me you'll purposely seek it out."

So I did, attempting to make good on his request.

I went to a few churches Sunday after Sunday, painting a stoked look on my face and mentally pep talking my way up to the door every time.

Then the restaurant I was working at opened for lunch and on the first day, at my last table were planted the pastors of a church. They ate chicken, had a baby, perfectly nice people. Then I overheard them mention something about their faith, so I sheepishly asked where they went to church.

“I am new.”
“I don't have many friends here yet.”
“Maybe I could come?”

They smiled.

The rudder locked. 

To be continued...

HIGH PARK - A delicate canopy of cherry blossoms peaks for about a week every spring at High Park.


HIGH PARK - A delicate canopy of cherry blossoms peaks for about a week every spring at High Park.

Why 12 for Toronto?

I want anyone, from a first-time tourist to the seasoned city veteran, to wander through our shops and have their eyes hook on a colourful film photograph taken from right here in our neighbourhoods.

To be able to pen a simple note to someone, not on outdated souvenir paper, but on a meaningful alternative they can send not only from them, but from this diverse, beautiful, commanding beast of a city. 

I want these notes to go around the world.

For pieces of Toronto to land everywhere to exclaim the goodness and pride we have in our home.

EACH CARD IS AVAILABLE TODAY, WITH A BOXED SET OF ALL 12 AVAILABLE AT THE END OF THE SERIES ON FRIDAY, AUGUST 28!

Xo.