I moved from a major US city to a Canadian town with under 3,000 people. I thought I'd be lonely, but I've never been happier.
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I moved from a major US city to a Canadian town with under 3,000 people. I thought I'd be lonely, but I've never been happier.
"Love made me leave behind a place right near my parents in Houston to join my partner in a town without a single restaurant. I'd first met my partner a decade earlier, but we'd reconnected more recently - while long-distance - over a shared love of stories, coffee, and baseball. From the beginning, it was clear that if we were to close the distance gap, it would be me who moved."
"Although I did love my life in Houston and my proximity to family, I was ready for a change. So, last summer, my brother drove me from Houston to a rural township in central Canada, marking my very last great American road trip. He returned to the nearest major airport, and with him went my last direct link to home."
She moved from Houston to a rural Canadian town to join a long-distance partner, trading city life and family proximity for nature and seasonal living. The couple had reconnected over stories, coffee, and baseball, and the move was understood from the start to be her decision. A brother drove her on a final road trip and left from the nearest airport, removing her last direct link to home. The new life proved busy and manageable with Zoom calls, and immediate immersion in an established neighborhood brought frequent neighborly check-ins. Longtime acquaintances like Marcie and Dan welcomed her and invited her to community activities such as bingo.
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