Today I went to Bronte Creek in Oakville, Ontario. It was a very pleasant reminder of my childhood, but it also reminded me of my future. I have many fond memories of this place as a kid, especially with all the food. Food is the main focus at all our family events, which makes sense because of my size but I’ve learned better. However, even though it was a short visit, this trip was another hint at future possibilities. This will be known as the day that I started (officially) started my blog. Yeah, sure, it was a little odd taking pictures of a book first, then reading it. Documenting all of my day seems redundant but somehow important. But I think the most interesting part of it all was enjoying the process. I liked it.
Only 25 minutes away from where I live, a park that is usually filled with people was surprisingly empty. It felt very odd, like I was doing something I shouldn’t be. It was indeed strange, but the company of family and friends made it seem worth the trip alone. Truthfully, I haven’t been to this park in several years. I’ve been distance from my family for quite some time, and it had a lot to do with my own self destructive ways. I missed a lot of happy memories because of my own negative thinking. (Part of it didn’t allow me to enjoy even the smallest things). I think taking this step, even though it may seem small to some people, it was a large step for me to take. And I’m glad I did.
Okay, so I know I already posted another picture of this book, it’s To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. Everything that I have read, the first four chapters, have been very intriguing and I’m motivated to finish the book. Very rarely these days that I’m able to finish a book, I always thought that maybe I was being lazy, but maybe it’s because my attention span is a lot shorter these days. Or possibly my attention is deserved elsewhere. I don’t know. All I do know is that reading has become a priority for me now. I must expand my knowledge, and I can’t do that by doing nothing.
A small part of this park includes a farm, and when I mean small, I really mean small. There was only one pig (that seemed to be pregnant), three hens, and two horses. That was it. Oh and one mouse. Regardless, it was the most pleasant part of my day. The smell, the interaction with the animals, and the memories, makes this the highlight of this trip, instead of food.
To end the blog post, my first blog post, I just wanted to reiterate the importance of spending time with the right people. People that will help you out of your shell. People that will help you get out of your comfort zone. My comfort zone is quite small, but I know that I’m trying to expand it, even though my anxieties are telling me not to. To anyone that reads this, have a wonderful day finding yourself!