Despite all these endings, it doesn't feel "final." I'm taking that as a good sign, as I don't believe I won't be back in the Yukon. Its fingers are too tightly wound around my heart to let go for good. I'm taking memories with me - the words and encouragement of my friends, artwork, photos, memories - I won't forget, but it won't quite be the same.
I'm just feeling a bit reflective, but funnily enough, despite taking the last few days to take more photos and whatnot, I'm not leaving with any regrets! Not everyone has the privilege of living in this beautiful place (not everyone can or wants to), so I feel extraordinarily lucky to have lived here for as long as I have. It's been good to me in many ways, and while I feel a little envious that others will be staying, I'm also ready to make this leap, wherever it takes me. I can't not follow this urge or I know I'll regret it.
And no more regrets! :)
The Whitehorse Horse, overlooking the city in the Whitehorse valley below.
Beautiful fall colours. It's been a wonderful fall season.