Reflecting on 2023: A Year of Personal Growth and 12 Lessons Guiding Me Into 2024!

Introduction

A year ago, I wouldn't have believed you if you told me I would move alone to another country for the summer, find my support group, and start this blog with my chihuahua, Moose. My view of the world changed when I cut ties with negativity and embraced what I love. It wasn't simple, but the 12 lessons I shared here transformed me into who you see today.

January: "Go for It"

I still remember the day I received an interview offer from the Walt Disney Company, a dream of mine that felt unreal. During this period of my life, I found myself in a negative space where I didn't even feel safe with myself. Questions lingered in my mind like, how could I move across the continent, and why would Disney choose me out of all the candidates? Doubting myself, I hesitated to celebrate the fulfillment of my biggest dream. Tired of my slump and realizing that the only person who could fix this was me, I decided to go for it. Wearing my well-known pink pants, I faced the interview with determination and felt something guiding me in this direction. After the interview, my spark returned. Surrounded by like-minded people, I felt at peace and knew I belonged there. Facing my insecurities and participating in the interview process, little did I know it would shape me into the person I am today.

Interview outfit for the Walt Disney Cultural Exchange Program

February: "Connecting with Family"

During this phase of my life, I felt out of sync with the world and myself. The light at the end of the tunnel that got me through those tough months was the anticipation of my upcoming trip to visit my cousin in the UK. Sabrina, my inspiring cousin, sparked the idea for this blog with her tales of moving from Canada to Edinburgh. The brief time spent with family ignited my happiness and sparked inspiration, reminding me of the joy of connecting with loved ones, free from distractions.

An espresso martini at Harrods to cure my jetlag after my arrival in London

March: “The Importance of Seeking Help"

Here's a friendly note to my 2022 self that I'm ensuring my 2024 self remembers: It's perfectly okay to seek help and open up about inner thoughts. As you would readily support your friends, believe they would do the same for you. After sharing my thoughts with a trusted person, it felt like a weight lifted off my chest, and suddenly, someone else could help carry the load. The support I received within just a month was astonishing. Reflecting on why I waited so long was a realization, but the lesson I learned was clear—embrace the strength in reaching out sooner. And yes, there is someone out there who loves you and would do anything to keep you safe.

April: "It’s OK to Take a Break"

Once I decided to prioritize my mental health, especially with the anticipation of working at Walt Disney World in the summer, the thought of returning to Toronto for the school year was something I knew I wasn't ready to do. Thankfully, my mom supported my choice to move back home early and even allowed me to drop out. Now, I'm not one to give up that easily, and I wanted to prove to myself that I could complete the school year successfully, but modifications had to be made in order for my happiness. So, despite the battles, I geared up for the year. Yet, I savour precious moments at home with my mom and furry friends, including Dug. Reconnecting with my mom was a blast; we even went to. Sunday crafts event at Michaels, unintentionally crashing a kids' event, and we might have been having the most fun!

May: "Adventure is Out There"

And just like that, it was time to pack up my faithful orange SUV, Nemo, and bring my emotional support sidekick, Dug, along for the ride. A few weeks before, I made it clear I wouldn't head to Florida without him, and yes, he joined me on this grand adventure! The challenge of going solo was a bit alarming, but thanks to Dug, I found the perfect companion to keep me company. He served as an excellent icebreaker and played matchmaker, introducing me to some of my closest friends, and even after his passing, he brought me Moose! I was unsure if I could handle three months alone, so Dug was the game-changer. Home wasn't the place to shift my perspective on life, so why not move to the most magical place on earth? Disney worked its magic, and my three-month adventure left such an impression that I commemorated it with an "adventure is out there" tattoo—a special mention to the Disney movie "Up," a favourite of mine and Dug's!

June: "Acceptance"

We've reached the halfway point of the year, and let me tell you, one of the most crucial lessons I've embraced is acceptance—both of myself and others. I've realized that I need to release my grasp on things beyond my control to find happiness. This newfound acceptance empowered me to start this blog and finally focus on things that serve my well-being. The epiphany struck when I surrounded myself with confident people who created an atmosphere for everyone to flourish and voice their opinions. I realized a good relationship lies in respecting each other despite differing opinions and aligning future goals and values. Being in the company of confident souls who uplift instead of pull down allowed me to rediscover my true self again — finally laughing, smiling, speaking up, and pursuing my goals. Another crucial piece was accepting past interactions and relationships for what they were. With a clear sense of my values and goals, I can happily bid farewell to situations with peace and zero remorse and enter the new year with a positive slate.

July: "At Peace”

Once I learned to accept others' actions and move forward, a wave of peace washed over me, unlocking the ability to express myself in ways I never thought possible. The most heartwarming compliments I've received this year revolved around witnessing my happiness. When people recognized my growth, I finally saw my progress and could kick back, relax, and enjoy life's simple joys. And what better place to do this than Walt Disney World? Life isn't always this carefree, so when those moments of happiness and relaxation come around, we shouldn't take them for granted. Life throws challenges our way—whether it's loved ones, goals, or the work needed for our next adventure—so let's enjoy the happiness when it enters our lives.

August: "Loss and Change"

July was joyful, but it turned bittersweet with the loss of my loyal companion, Dug. He witnessed my lows and celebrated my growth over the few years he was in my life for. Overcoming this tough loss was possible thanks to a supportive group of people in both America and Canada. After Dug's passing, leaving Florida and friends for a new university in Toronto brought mixed emotions. Facing these challenges without Dug was hard, but his memory gave me the strength to embrace the changes and finish the summer strong in his honour.

September: "Self-Love"

Settling into Toronto without my usual Disney bubble prompted some self-reflection and goal-setting. No more texting friends to go to Magic Kingdom before our shift—instead, I embraced "self-care dates." Worried about slipping into old habits life before living with Dug, I motivated myself to explore Toronto's offerings on days off. From cafe hopping to market adventures and occasional shopping sprees, I found joy in people-watching and reading at parks. This time alone allowed me to prioritize self-care with no excuses, turning Toronto into an enjoyable city adventure—a stark contrast from my previous experience here when I moved to the city last year.

October: "Protect Your Peace"

October was filled with activities, unveiling lessons that were way beyond midterms. Amidst this whirlwind of events, the arrival of Moose brought a significant moment of joy. However, it coincided with a less favourable circumstance—feeling unsafe in my personal space and confronting the same old negative habits. Stepping up, I decided to go with my gut and protect my peace by moving into my studio apartment, alone with Moose, as detailed in my previous blog. Surprisingly, it proved to be the best decision I could have made. This experience serves as a reminder that true happiness often demands change, and you hold the power to create your own peace, and you can't always blame it on others. Well, maybe sometimes you can ;). Setting boundaries and nurturing your well-being become essential elements in the delightful experiences of life.

November: "Embracing Solitude"

Discovering the power of solitude has been a transformative journey, unveiling unexpected joys and profound growth. The pivotal moment came with the shift to my studio apartment, marking the beginning of a new chapter. Living alone, accompanied by Moose, provided a canvas for self-discovery. It's about the quiet moments and diving into my passions, such as my blog. Amidst the solitude, connecting with the community became a delightful surprise—meeting kind neighbours with mutual connections added warmth to the experience. Now, I can express my true self in this safe space, creating a space for introspection and personal growth.

Self care night

December: "Setting Goals"

As I look back on the past year, I can't help but marvel at the accomplishments that have shaped my journey. From transitioning from a life sciences degree to a creative industries degree to working for Disney, each step has been a testament to my growth. Reflecting on these achievements, I set realistic and inspiring goals for the upcoming year. When someone inquired about my aspirations at my part-time job, I confidently shared my newfound passion and proficiency. It starkly contrasts the uncertainty and fear that clouded my thoughts last year. Now, I'm diligently working towards personal growth in various aspects of life, driven by a genuine excitement for what lies ahead. For the first time in forever, I'm thrilled about my path.

Conclusion

As the curtains close on this transformative year, I stand at the intersection of personal growth and anticipation. From the spontaneous decision to chase my dreams at Disney to the heartbreak of losing my loyal companion, Dug, each chapter has proven growth and resilience. Navigating the ebbs and flows of life, I've learned to embrace change, enjoy solitude, and protect my peace. Setting foot on this path of self-discovery allowed me to accept myself and articulate my goals with newfound confidence. The journey from uncertainty to excitement is a testament to the power of resilience and self-love. As I eagerly anticipate the upcoming year, I carry with me the lessons of the past—paving the way forward. Here's to embracing the unknown, setting personal goals, and relishing the journey that awaits, knowing that each step is a step forward to a life well-lived.

Moose at the Distillery District winter market

Home Alone, Pawsitively Happy: Moving into My Studio Apartment with Moose

Introduction

Hey, friends! This week has been a whirlwind of school and exciting moments that I am excited to share with you in future a future blog post. As you requested on my Instagram story, let's dive into a topic many of you were curious about: my recent move into a studio apartment! In this blog post, I will discuss how I've been balancing being a student while living independently in a bustling city. Living with nine roommates (if my calculations are correct – and no, Mom doesn't count), it was time for a refreshing change where I could be my true self. This past month in my new studio apartment has been a breath of fresh air. Join me on this journey as I share the highs, lows, and the genuine joy of finally embracing the fullness of who I am in my new space.

The Move

After navigating life with nine roommates, don't worry, not at the same time. I’ve had a pivotal moment where I trusted my intuition, and Moose and I decided it was time for our own space. Moving out of the other Toronto apartment my emotions were high, especially with my mom embarking on her own journey of packing up our childhood home and moving to a brand new city. Handling this transition with a four-month-old puppy added complexity. Luckily, a friend found a spot in her building, which was the perfect nook for us in the city. The place was barebones, but I began envisioning and chose pink as the dominant colour for its comfort and warmth. Balancing cuteness and functionality, IKEA's BRIMNES bed and NORDON table were perfect. My mom's move was a blessing, and I got dibs on all the old furniture. Her MALM dresser was a great find. Now, onto decorations! Amazon became my go-to, and I'll share links for those curious about my cherished pink finds. Highlights include the retro radio Kleenex box, the pink Christmas bows on my cupboards, and the kitchen mat. I got door-hanging shelves, a versatile shoe rack, and Moose's hooks in the closet for practical additions. Decorating has always been a passion cultivated during my role as the interior designer of my childhood home. The piece I love most in my apartment is the feather lamp, spotted at HomeSense. Initially, my mom wasn't into it, but she eventually adored it and graciously returned it to me during the moving process. Thanks, Mom! Oh, and my new coffee bar ties into my next topic: finances and my strategy for cutting down on Starbucks expenses. I'll provide details on the products I've acquired below.

Figuring out my Financials

Confessing to an impulse shopping issue, I've decided to make changes now that I've entered this so-called adulthood. Independence in my financials is valuable to me, so I've initiated a journal to document expenses. Starbucks purchases were concerning, prompting me to make my drinks at home, leading to the investment in a Nespresso. Incorporating “life necessity” expenses means less disposable income. I've resumed working at Aerie, which certainly helps with the vet bills for Moose and his necessary outfits. Despite the challenges of single-income life, these expenses are undeniably worth it for the joy of living in our studio apartment with my best friend. It involves picking up slack, dealing with life's messes, and working hard to make it happen, but all worth it in the end.

Embracing Solitude

One aspect of my life that I've consistently taken for granted is being alone. As an only child and a single woman throughout my 19 years, I often felt different, compelled to put myself out there in ways society deemed necessary. However, after much solitude and self-discovery, I've embraced the opportunity to enjoy life as a single woman with my handy sidekick. Reflecting on my journey and the challenges I overcame to reach this point took great effort, but here I am, finally able to be the crazy, loud, fun, and dog-loving girl I've always been at heart. How did I arrive at this place of self-acceptance and happiness? The realization hit me – I wasn't happy, and it was time to take action. I gained control over my life by shifting my perspective, recognizing that I can't control others' actions, and redirecting my focus to myself. I've set goals for my future, and in a future blog post, I plan to share the valuable lessons I've learned on this journey toward creating my happy little life. It's been a journey of self-discovery, embracing individuality, and finding contentment with who I am. Grateful for the lessons that have shaped me, I'm excited about the path ahead.

The Value of Connection

Moving into my studio apartment has shown me a brighter side than I anticipated – a deeper appreciation for social bonds. This realization has prompted efforts to stay closely connected with loved ones. Hosting gatherings has become a cherished activity, transforming my living space into what I call the "girl cave." These occasions are marked by shared laughter and genuine connections. Beyond focusing on relationships with friends and family, I've found immense joy in engaging with the local community. My loyal companion, Moose, has seamlessly become a part of this experience. Together, we explore new places almost daily, forming connections that I know will leave a lasting impact. Others have pointed out that my significant skill is connecting with people, and it's become my favourite thing to make new friends wherever life takes me. This confidence to be my true self and venture into the unknown has been a revelation, allowing me to listen to others' stories genuinely and appreciate how our lives intersect. While my future career path remains uncertain, one constant desire persists – to continue making people smile and ensure I'm smiling, too. Recognizing the significance of these social bonds has brought vibrancy into my life, emphasizing the beauty of shared moments and the warmth received from human and furry connections.

Mastering Everyday Life

If you've been keeping up with my life on @disneydugandem, you know I'm no cook. An unexpected joy has emerged from me being “forced” to make my food, going to the local market for fresh, well-sourced foods. Some highlight vendors are the fantastic cheese shop with the best sale section, Montreal bagels that sell half a dozen for $7.99 – a must-try if you're in the area. I grab essentials like dairy, fresh produce, and baked goods at the market to match my mood. I turn to the grocery store for additional goodies like crackers, meats, and a sweet treat (lately, it's been Ben and Jerry's Half Baked). Despite my modest monthly food budget of around $200, with occasional DoorDash splurges, keeping my small space tidy is an ongoing challenge. Fortunately, the BRIMNES bed's drawers and my trusty MALM dresser from IKEA have been great storage solutions. Yet, it's still not enough, especially with my accumulating Disney merchandise and Aerie bags I come home with after every shift. I swear I'm slowing it down in January – a promise I try to make every month! Shopping and I have a messy relationship what can I say.

I ordered a shoe rack with bins for more clothing space. An excellent addition to my space-saving is a hanging shelf handy for organizing laundry products and cleaning supplies. As for cleaning tools, I'm still working on the perfect setup, but the Swiffer has been a lifesaver, and the pet spray in Angry Orange has proven its worthiness of tackling Moose's tracks! Juggling school, work, a pet, and personal passions can be overwhelming, but luckily, I can't sit still. Last week, I woke up at 4 am to deep clean my apartment. Amidst this chaos, staying organized is critical. Notion, the app, has become a significant help for staying on track. Still, being a bit of an old soul, I rely on a physical schedule planner that I diligently scribble on every morning – a daily activity that motivates me to start my day right. When I have classes or long hours away from home, a pet camera from Amazon helps me keep an eye on Moose, offering peace of mind while I work.

Conclusion

This apartment has transformed into more than just a space. It is my sanctuary, where I feel the most comfortable in myself . Through my blog, I've introduced a new dimension to my alone time by openly sharing my thoughts and emotions, something you would not catch me doing with ANYONE a year ago. While solitude can sometimes lead to feelings of isolation, this blog has emerged as a bridge, connecting me with all of you on this shared journey. Your support has added immense value to this experience, making it incredibly fulfilling. I appreciate the company you've provided along the way. As I take in the positive moments, strive to balance solitude and social connections, and dedicate myself to personal growth, I aspire to inspire others to embrace independent living, whether or not they have a Moose companion by their side. This blog is just the beginning, and I can’t wait to share more of my ideas with you as this adventure unfolds.

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Toronto Tails: Moose’s Pawspective in the Big City

Introduction

Hello, fantastic people! I want to thank my incredible support system, all 300 friends on @Disneydugandem and whoever else has followed along the way. Whether I know you from Niagara, Orlando, or Toronto, your presence has been a source of joy since May 15, 2023, and I can't thank you enough. Back in May, I never imagined sitting in my little studio apartment, embracing independence, enjoying my studies, making time for cherished connections, and indulging in the things I love, such as creating my blog, Toronto Tails. Honestly, I wouldn't be here without every one of you, so this post is dedicated to you! You've mentioned that you can't go without my content, so why not take you through a full day in Moose's pawspective! Many of you have requested it, and a vlog will accompany this blog on @Disneydugandem. I hope you enjoy joining us for a regular Wednesday in Toronto for me and my sidekick. Let's begin with a little context of my life! Life took an unexpected turn after the sudden passing of my dog, Dug, in August. In my pursuit of adopting a puppy, expecting a lengthy wait, luck was upon me, or could I say it was Dug. A breeder, moved by my story about Dug, invited me to meet her pups. She believes in the power of pets as emotional support, helping us grow. A fun fact about Moose is that he delights in everything involving mom and pink. Although not born that way, he's been raised into it! A friend even remarked that my walls reflect pink due to my place's abundance of pink tones. Surprisingly, Moose has never complained once! So, let's dive into Moose's pretty-in-pink life.

Morning Routine

The morning starts with myself groaning as I discover I’m overheating, moose nestled on my head. Personal space isn't a concept Moose grasps, making him a second pillow for me at night, a win-win situation. While one might expect a puppy to be an early riser, this puppy sleeps in! I arose at 10:00 am and even had 30 minutes of chores around my place before Moose grunted, signalling his awakening from slumber. My favourite part of Moose's morning ritual is witnessing his squinty eyes and scruffy fur as he resentfully starts his day. He's decidedly not a morning person, and I wouldn't have it any other way! Once Moose gracefully springs from the bed, using his personalized steps, he heads straight to his litter box. Yes, Moose is even litter box trained! The irony of a dog named Moose being litter box trained is something else. After completing his morning business, it's time for breakfast, a feast that must include his beloved plain whole-grain Cheerios as a garnish. Before the day, Moose and I engage in some trick practice. He's mastered sit and down, and we're making significant progress with the concept of paw. One of Moose's unique talents is his dance moves, especially when charming me for treats. After playtime, Moose patiently endures Mom's morning routine, complete with loud singing, dancing, and a fair amount of time-wasting. Once I finally pull myself together, it's time to dress Moose up for the day. Today, we experienced a twinning moment with Moose wearing his hot pink jacket, perfectly complemented by a scarf I found on sale in the same colour. With Moose snugly placed in his pink bag, we're out the door, ready to face the day.

Exploring Toronto

Moose and I pick a new place to explore every day, a routine that ensures we get our steps in and usually ends with a sweet treat for our efforts. For me, the highlight of our daily adventures is the journey from leaving my apartment unit to exiting the building. A cheerful person or a delighted dog is always eager to say hello. We've even encountered another Chihuahua puppy within the building! I value the sense of community and consider myself fortunate to be part of such a positive one. As we navigate the city streets, the gazes keep coming. It warms my heart when people glance up from their phones or nudge their friends to glimpse the cute dog in the pink jacket. Moose has this magical ability to pull people into the moment, offering a brief escape from the hustle and bustle of their busy days. Today was market day for Moose and me, and our destination was our beloved St. Lawrence Market. We visited our go-to vendors, including the cheese shop, Montreal bagel shop, Latin food shop, and bakery. I particularly enjoy hitting the markets on weekday mornings, when the atmosphere is less hectic and regular shoppers do their routines. Lately, I've come to appreciate the value of food and, while budgeting, noticed that I have better shopping success at local stores compared to franchise grocery stores. Engaging with the people at the market, hearing their stories, and seeing how Moose brightens their day adds an extra layer of joy to our visits. I'll share some memorable interactions from today in a few sections below!

Moose's Fashion Choices

If you followed my summer adventure in Florida, you'd be familiar with Dug's fabulous try-on hauls. Since Moose is still too small to fit into anything, restarting the hauls has been challenging. However, whenever I come across something small enough, I can't resist picking it up. Fortunately, luck was on my side when my grandma found a hot pink coat, ideally one of my favourite colours. But if you don’t like the colour pink, don't worry. Moose has more than one outfit in his wardrobe! He even has his section in my closet. While our collection slowly expands, the pink coat remains a favourite. It's the ideal combination of joyous style, comfortable fit, and non-waddling chic. Funny enough, during our daily adventure yesterday, I stumbled upon the perfect scarf, living out my Elle Woods and Bruiser dreams inspired by the movie "Legally Blonde," a film that shaped my upbringing. After getting dressed and snapping a few selfies, our daily ritual, I attached Moose's pink leash, picked up his matching travel bag, and hit the streets in style.

Afternoon Activities

Upon our leisurely return from the market, a slow journey, you can envision the comical scenario of attempting to carry all my groceries in Moose's pink bag while navigating Moose walking in the city streets during rush hour. I wasn't exactly a picture of joy then, but the reward was well worth it. As soon as I arrived home, the absolute delight began as I unpacked and savoured my market finds. Meanwhile, Moose curled up for a nap, providing the perfect opportunity for me to attempt to dive into my study session. Balancing my studies with the distraction of Moose's adorable face proved to be an impossible task. I know I have him as my Emotional Support Animal to support me through school, but sometimes he can be a distraction, but at least he is cute!  I eventually succumbed to the temptation, taking a well-deserved break. We indulged in the macarons we bought at the market, facetimed with Mom (or as Moose fondly calls her, 'Go Go'), and basked in the high-energy vibes that only my mom, Hilary, could have. For those who know me well, picture my usual excitement multiplied by ten. That's my mom. She's a non-stop machine, and the nickname 'Go Go' suits her perfectly. Mom is also quite excited that Kate Hudson’s mom, Goldie Hawn’s nickname, is ‘Go Go.’  As the hours swiftly passed, we dedicated time to practicing our tricks, inching closer to mastering the paw. Amidst playful moments, we delved into my blog.

Moose's Emotional Support Role

Reflecting on our day and every day before this, I can't help but marvel at Moose's profound impact on my mental health, genuinely serving as my companion in navigating the challenges and joys of daily life. It all begins with the gentle nudge of his fur against my face in the morning, a simple gesture that sets the tone for a productive day with a genuine smile on my face. During our walks to the market, Moose becomes my reassuring presence, taking up space where negative thoughts usually are in my mind. His calming influence allows me to embrace my true personality, characterized by smiles, compassion, and giggles. It's surreal to think that I lived in this city just last year yet never explored the places Moose and I now often go to. With him, I find stepping out and taking on adventures easier. In public spaces where I often struggle with overstimulation, Moose becomes both a comforting distraction and an exceptional icebreaker, facilitating connections with new people. Already, Moose has played a role in forging new friendships and creating connections during our adventures. Upon returning home at night, Moose continues to be a source of distraction and focus. His consistent snuggles and spontaneous bursts of energy, including delightful zoomies, take up my evenings with happiness and a sense of security within myself. Moose has helped improve my grounding and mindfulness, offering a lesson in staying present. Reflecting on our shared experiences, I am inspired to delve deeper into Moose's emotional support in future blog posts, exploring the dynamics of his role in enhancing my overall well-being.

Memorable Encounters and Reactions of the Day

My adventures with Moose are filled with heartwarming interactions, including today. One moment unfolded at the market when I encountered an older woman, alone but filled with stories to share. She shared a touching one about her husband in palliative care, emphasizing his sole wish for a canine companion. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she proudly displayed a picture of her beloved pup. It was a profoundly moving exchange, allowing her to speak up about her husband in memory. Another delightful encounter occurred at the bakery, faced with a cash-only situation and no money on me. The kind-hearted lady at the counter insisted on paying. In return, she received extra cuddles from Moose, and tonight, on our evening walk, we even stopped at the ATM for our next market visit. I'm fascinated by the countless smiles from others during our walks. It's something that never fails to uplift my spirits. Someone even rolled down their car window today to admire Moose's cuteness. I think I saw a few people snap “secret” pictures to send to friends. It's fascinating to witness people momentarily set aside their phones and the busyness of life, their faces lighting up at the sight of the tiny fluffy creature moving with the everyday pedestrian traffic. Moose isn't just my emotional support animal, but he has become a source of joy and connection for everyone he encounters. Our shared experiences continue to demonstrate the profound impact Moose has on both my life and the lives of those around us.

Evening Rituals

Tonight brought an unexpected delight as my friend from the floor below had a visitor, her sister's dog, Todd! Since Moose has yet to have many interactions with other dogs, it was a joy to observe his reactions, especially when facing a larger canine companion. Attempting to jump and lunge, Moose showed his playful side, though he couldn't match Todd's strength. Throughout the walk, Moose tried to keep up, living up to the energy associated with his name. It was funny to see the two boys, one in a blue collar and the other proudly sporting pink, which was heartwarming. I take pride in nurturing Moose with a confident and comfortable masculinity, as I tell everyone who asks why he’s in a pink jacket! Post-walk, I attempted to serve Moose dinner, but he surprised me by sitting by my shoes, one of his new favourite resting spots. When I began whipping up my dinner, Moose finally enjoyed his meal while also trying to snag a bit of mine. he even pulled out the dance moves. I continued stressing over finals the rest of the evening while Moose sat and looked pretty. After I finally decided to close my laptop, we cozied up and enjoyed TV time, wrapped in blankets amid pillows and stuffed animals. Most nights, I wake up frantically searching for Moose but worry not, he appears out of no with a burst of energy once I'm settled into bed. This lively performance includes an obstacle course of leaps and sprints around the apartment, accompanied by many kisses and friendly bites. Eventually, Moose finds a snug position nestled against me, bringing warmth and comfort to our night.

Reflections on the Day

As I finish writing about Moose’s pawspective of the city, I’m grateful for the joy and companionship he brings to my life here in Toronto. Whether it's the heartwarming exchanges with pedestrians or our cozy cuddles every night, Moose is an irreplaceable form of support and connection. His presence guides me through the daily hurdles and serves as a reminder of the journey of growth and self-love that we're navigating hand in paw. The vibrant pink accessories, shared smiles with strangers, and the lively nights filled with Moose's bursts of energy all contribute to the happiness he effortlessly brings into my life. Amidst the stress of finals and the city's hustle, Moose stands still as this presence of joy that transforms simple moments into cherished memories. Embracing his pawsitive energy and unconditional love, I truly appreciate our adventures and the simple beauty of each passing day, something I took for granted in these past years trying to find myself. With Moose by my side, Toronto feels more like home than ever, and I eagerly anticipate the countless moments of laughter, connection, and love that await us in this vibrant city. Here's to the ongoing journey and the endless joy Moose brings into my life, one pawprint at a time.

South Drive Memories, and Toronto Dreams: A Thank You Letter to Mom

Introduction: Our Little World

One thing I get frequently asked about when living only with my mom is, "Is your life like Gilmore Girls?" My response is always, "No, it's even better." Moving into our home on South Drive was a significant accomplishment. We had the dream pool, the perfect neighbourhood, and an uplifting house. However, I felt a father figure was missing. This wasn't just a passing thought but a belief ingrained by society that made me think I needed to grow up in a cookie-cutter family to have the "perfect life." But what exactly is the "perfect life?" For me, it's my chaotic home full of love, with us girls and our three dogs. We used to joke that we felt more like university roommates than anything else. It may not seem ideal, but it is my perfect life. Without my upbringing, I wouldn't have achieved this level of independence and strength at my age. Thank you, Mom, for that.

Daily Routines and Shared Laughter

As we've been packing away our memories from South Drive, we've been recounting the simple joys of everyday life and the routines that have become our lives. Our home was filled with laughter that echoed through the walls, creating a joyful environment. So, let me share some of the joys that built our home.

My mornings always began with the distinctive sound of my mom's heels clacking on our creaky floor, accompanied by the noise of her gathering what felt like a hundred products to complete her morning routine. If you know my mom, you'd understand I'm not exaggerating. The so-called "best part" was when the blow dryer roared to life. (Note: If you don't know me, this is a very sarcastic tone. Trust me, it was far from the best part.) There was this one time, maybe more than once when I thought I could squeeze in one more blissful hour of sleep before school. My mom ruined that idea when she decided to test her culinary skills in the morning, inevitably setting the smoke alarm off. There might've been a few occasions where I stormed downstairs and whacked the alarm off the ceiling. However, my mom consistently emphasized that it was perfectly fine to express my feelings, a lesson I'm still trying to master today. As she left for work, the sound echoed throughout the house, whether it was her shouting from the stairs or honking because, once again, she had left her earrings behind or forgotten to turn her straightener off.

The hours went by, and I headed home. I had to learn from a very young age how to take care of myself after school. On my good days, I would even have dinner ready. It wasn't usually anything fancy, mostly just pasta, but I have my mom to thank for at least teaching me how to boil water. We usually ended our night enjoying the guilty pleasure of watching “The Bachelor” or horror/thriller films.

Lastly, the most chaotic thing in our daily routine, which might be my favourite, was sharing our bathroom. Try to picture two high-maintenance girls sharing a bathroom not built for a woman, meaning minimal storage for all our supplies and room to move around. One of us would have to stand at the door and wait our turn like siblings. Sometimes, it led to intense battles, but always, my favourite and funniest memories stemmed from this part of our everyday routine.

From Dreams to Reality

Some of my favourite things about home revolve around the excitement we feel when discussing our fantasies of exploring new places and pursuing dream occupations. My mom has always dreamt of being a flight attendant to this day. Another valuable lesson from Mom is that we don't have to grow old. We can continually evolve with new ideas and passions. As a full-time educator who raised me independently, she continued to learn, pursuing her master's in psychology during the COVID years. Even now, after her current career, she hopes for her "next" adventure.

Our hopes and dreams consistently transform into realities. The numerous unforgettable trips make knowing where to begin when sharing our memories challenging. My mom always ensured I felt loved, balancing her demanding career. These trips were moments to focus on each other, creating cherished memories I still hold close to.

To provide some background, I was a cast member at Walt Disney World, part of the Disney College Program. However, my love for Disney began long before that. It all started with a trip with my mom and Noni, who was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. Leaving our Fort Myers condo for a brief journey to Walt Disney World created long-lasting memories. My therapist once asked me about my most significant memories, and I immediately recalled that trip to Walt Disney World. Magic was made, allowing us to escape the harsh reality of Noni's illness for just a moment. My mom and I returned to Walt Disney World when she surprised me on my 10th birthday with a Mickey balloon box. It touched my heart when I saw the castle again five years later. I felt Noni's presence. She has been with me on every Disney trip since. As an adult, I look back with gratitude for those moments when my mom ensured my happiness, even during difficult times. She always made sure I learned to be there for my loved ones, no matter what. That's why I cherish my Disney trips and my role as a cast member. I get to give other families magical moments. While we did explore other countries (not just the EPCOT World Showcase), my fondest memories were with her at Walt Disney World. Trips to Walt Disney World were always my time with Mom, just being in the present moment, making each other happy.

Another memory I will cherish from South Drive was our Christmases together. Santa indeed sent me the best mom to make it memorable each year. Despite her busy schedule, she organized a Christmas party with all my friends every year, creating core memories that my friends and I still discuss. My mom and I love reminiscing about my favourite gifts "Santa" brought. Trust me when I say these gifts required several elves to assemble, but only one worked at our house.

A lighthearted memory of mine involves "Elf on the Shelf." While my friends' elves had fun hiding spots, mine, Tac, usually stayed in the same spot or moved up a shelf or two. One day, after expressing my envy to my mom, Tac surprised me with red lipstick on my mirror. We still laugh about that memory today, and I never complained again.

Even though I may not express it well enough to you, I can't convey enough gratitude for everything you've done and continue to do. I have big shoes to fill with Moose!

Moments of Milestones

In most family homes, milestones are celebrated, from small things like marking our height on the wall to significant events such as milestone birthdays. One such birthday was my Sweet Sixteenth during the COVID lockdown. My mom ensured that my birthdays were never dull. As my birthday fell right after the start of the lockdown, we were uncertain about its duration. Little did I know, while hiding away in my room, absorbed in my fourth lockdown show, that my mom was planning a Sweet Sixteen like no other.

When I woke up that morning and opened my curtains, something shocked me from outside my window. A 7-foot bulldog stood on my front lawn, holding a sign to wish me a happy birthday. Even though I thought the bulldog was enough, my mom didn't stop there. She organized a "birthday walk" in our neighbourhood Facebook group, requesting kind neighbours to leave signs on their windows wishing me a happy birthday. The walk was three hours filled with celebration, laughter, and the happiness of people interacting with me from their doorsteps. This memory reminded me of something else my mom taught me: always making the most of anything. She made my Sweet Sixteen happen in a way that no one thought possible then.

Our home holds many memorable moments, including my graduation, bringing home our rescue dogs, my mom driving me to the airport for my first service trip by myself at 13, and taking photos in front of our house in the yellow prom dress I had always dreamed about. Dreams always came true on South Drive. One of the most memorable dreams that turned into a significant milestone was during university acceptance season. I remember sitting on the couch, watching “The Bachelor” together, when I received an email from the University of Toronto asking me to check my application portal. It seemed too soon for an acceptance, and I prepared myself for sad tears, but to my surprise, happy tears fell from my face. This moment was special for us because we had been through so much together, and despite the challenges, we persevered.

Without my mom and her constant support, I wouldn't be sure who I am today. She ensured I knew my capabilities and that I needed no one else to rely on. My mom didn't follow the norm, like helping me look at school programs, visiting schools, or sitting at the table at night to complete assignments. Instead, she taught me that I was capable of doing these things on my own, although I knew she was still with me along the way, cheering for me as she watched from a distance where I was allowed to spread my wings. She didn't feel the need to watch over me because she believed in me, something I struggled with throughout my life. Regardless of the milestone, good or bad, my mom has always been a constant. She has just been there to celebrate my successes and be a shoulder to cry on during the complex parts.

These Walls Can Talk

The walls of South Drive have witnessed it all: our laughter, tears, and the journey of growth. Over ten years, this physical space has transformed into a capsule of cherished memories. For those who grew up with me, our home, fondly known as the "zen" house, held a special place in many hearts. As the only one among my friends to live in a house with just my mom and no siblings, they appreciated having a peaceful retreat. 

Even though our house seemed” “zen,” our walls saw the chaos of our mornings as we tried to navigate around each other in the bathroom to get ready. Sometimes, I'd yell at my mom on the phone without saying “good morning” because she wore my new shoes when I planned to wear them. 

Our kitchen was only known for its pleasant aromas if it involved bringing home takeout. On days when one of us had a rough time, we didn’t ask questions; we'd simply sit together, finding peace in our laughter from one of our comfort movies, like "Sex and the City." It's funny how, watching those shows, I sometimes see glimpses of myself. One of my favourite films to grow up with was “Legally Blonde.” My mom knew the type of daughter she wanted, and she succeeded! I am the little Carrie Bradshaw/ Elle Woods of her dreams.

Embracing our Chaos

Some of my favourite stories involve catastrophic endings. During our first year in our house, I loved the fact that we had a real fireplace. It seemed like something a successful family would have. My mom asked herself, "Why can't I make a fire?" I can give her a few reasons. We enjoyed a cozy fire, but when it was time to extinguish it, Mom thought placing the blocks wrapped in newspaper into a cardboard box on the wooden deck would be a good idea. Unfortunately, thanks to the blaring fire alarms, our neighbours had a loud wake-up in the wee hours of the morning. The next day, I urged Mom to get us fire ladders: a gentle reminder of who the real mom is in the family. Mom, if you're reading this, I hope you still have those ladders, especially with me not around to save you 24/7.

Another amusing memory is when Mom came home to find our hot tub not working after a late evening at her day job. True to her style of not asking for help, she may have created a bit of drama, prompting our neighbour to hop over the fence and offer assistance. The Abbey girls like to make our presence known, that's for sure. Stories like these, filled with craziness, are among my favourites.

Then there's the time I woke up to find Mom driving the CAA truck in our driveway. There was never a dull moment with the two of us. I played the role of the responsible mom or “bad cop” while she played “good cop.” Yet, we balanced each other, filling the voids in each other's hearts. 

Packing Up for our Next Adventure

Packing up for our next adventure involves the emotional process of consolidating a lifetime of memories into boxes and meticulously sorting through the tangible remnants of our shared history on South Drive. Alongside all our clothes and shoes, my mom mentioned she filled two boxes with photos of me. That's the joy of being an only child: two full bins of embarrassing pictures of yourself over Christmas. Every artwork I created holds a special place for my mom. No piece signed by “Emily” has made its way into the garbage. I don't know if she's holding onto them for sentimental reasons or perhaps planning to sell them. She has preserved every book I've written since kindergarten. Her unwavering belief in my creativity has paved the way for me to follow my dreams and express my thoughts with you. I am excited to see where this blog will take me in my goal of working in the creative industries.

Hard Goodbyes

As my mom and I say goodbye to the familiarity of the neighbourhood and the city I called home for 18 years, we embark on our separate paths, embracing the necessary risks for the upcoming chapters of our lives. The weight of this change sank in when I said goodbye to South Drive a few weeks ago. I could feel the positive energy the home held, providing a sense of safety during the most challenging times of my life, so I found it hard to let go. The realization struck that I was leaving behind my childhood home and the town that shaped my early years. However, now that I have started creating my life here in Toronto with Moose, that fear of feeling unsafe isn’t in my mind.

We've chosen to carry 115 memories, our house number, to remember the memories made for the past decade. These memories include dear friends and family who have left their imprints on our home in both subtle and profound ways. I am excited to create new memories with old and new loved ones in Fort Erie and Toronto!

Conclusion

In the final chapter of this journey at South Drive, we have parted ways into new cities. The bond Mom and I created over years of shared experiences at South Drive remains cherished forever. This piece is not just a  reminder of our adventures but a heartfelt tribute to the love, laughter, and invaluable lessons learned while navigating life as an only child with a single mom.

A pivotal moment comes to mind in this transformative time of our lives. It was a moment when my uncertain yet determined mom faced a difficult decision to move into her own home with me. Our gazes met in the uncertainty of her decision, and she knew what to do for us. It was about creating a safe house where we could continue to grow our wings, and indeed, we did. We've witnessed each other's battles and growth, and I take immense pride in how far we've come. While we may not reside under the same roof anymore, we will forever be in each other's homes. My mom has provided me with the security to be comfortable in my skin and has continually encouraged me to spread my wings. Her inspiration for life has empowered me to write this blog, and Mom, I hope you know how successful you are.

As we say goodbye to South Drive, the place that served as our safe haven, I am not only grateful for the physical space but, more importantly, for Mom's guidance in my growth. You could call her the Lorelai to my Rory, as a “Gilmore Girls” fan would say. While South Drive holds our memories, it was my single mom who equipped me with the tools to navigate life's complexities. As we embark on new chapters in separate cities, the echoes of laughter, the warmth of love, and the strength of the lessons learned will forever resonate within us, reminding us of our shared history at South Drive. So, I will end with the simple words of thank you, South Drive, for being our house, but thank you, Mom, for being my home.

Pixie Dust to Paw Prints: Disney, Loss and the Toronto Chapter

Hi friends! As many of you know, I'm Emily, the writer behind this blog. First and most importantly, I want to express my gratitude to my friends and family, who have consistently fueled my creativity and supported me in chasing my dreams. This blog begins my journey in stepping my toes into the Creative Industries, and I will share my experiences with you along the way.

I currently reside in the vibrant city of Toronto, living alone with my Chihuahua, Moose. This blog was inspired by a transformative summer during which I learned to navigate life independently. I aim to inspire other young adult go-getters with big passions and provide insights into how to pursue them. Before sharing my past, which will be discussed in more detail in a future blog post, let's focus on the present and the journey that has brought us here.

Florida Dreams

Confession time: as a Disney fan, I initially feared my move to Florida because of the state I was in at the time. About a month before I was set to leave, doubts crept in, making me question my decision to spend three months in a different country with no one I know. In a moment of fun, my mom, Hilary, suggested, "Ask if you can bring Dug," one of my three rescue dogs that live with my mom. The possibility rekindled my excitement for moving. Two weeks before my departure, I received confirmation that Dug could join me as my emotional support.

The drive to Florida was a mix of nerves and anticipation. Once we crossed the state lines, we decided to pull over on the side of the road on Daytona Beach. A sense of relief washed over me as I felt the warm sand beneath my feet, the sun on my face, and the waves crashing. Little did I know that, at that moment, my life would change for the better. I was going to overcome challenges and the beginning of my journey to becoming the independent woman I aspired to be.

Settling into my new home posed the question, "How do we find friends?" Thankfully, having an adorable Chihuahua made that task much easier. In less than a week, I excitedly texted my mom, "I finally found my people, and I feel this is where I'm supposed to be." The summer unfolded with joy, "Disney Adulting," and meaningful connections are still cherished today, even at long distances.

Loss and Healing

On August 1, 2023, an unexpected and profound loss struck me deeply. I said goodbye to my dearest companion, Dug. The ache in my heart was immeasurable, and the void left by his absence seemed unfixable. Despite the heavy grief that weighed me down, I was at least living at the "Most magical place on earth," Walt Disney World. Surrounded by the allure of Disney's magic and supported by the warmth of compassionate fellow Disney Cast Members, the pain of losing Dug began to feel somewhat bearable. 

Dug, my cherished canine companion, had been more than a pet. He was my hero, especially in the aftermath of a traumatic event that had marked a significant chapter in my life. In a future blog post, I plan to delve deeply into the history of my journey with Dug, exploring his impact on my emotional well-being and personal growth. After Dug's passing, a remarkable amount of support emerged from unexpected followers, fellow Cast members, devoted family members, close friends, and even kind-hearted strangers. It was within this shared grief and empathy that the #HugYourDug movement was born. I used this hashtag to continue posting on Dug’s account, @Disneydugandem, sharing pictures of my friends and family’s pets to keep bringing smiles to people’s faces.

Return to Toronto

As my program concluded, I was returning to Toronto, marking a significant transition. This period was confusing for me, intensified by my mom and I moving out of our home for over ten years. The once-familiar surroundings were replaced by the challenge of adjusting to a new city, and being a further distance from my mom added a layer of complexity to this phase of change. I felt that I had no place to call home. Loneliness started to creep back into my mind, threatening my self-love and losing hope for my independent journey.

However, amidst the uncertainty, a remarkable turn of events unfolded. After Dug's passing, I discovered a silver lining. I connected with a breeder who welcomed me into her home and introduced me to her new litter, born on July 1, 2023, Canada Day. I never expected to be taking home a puppy a couple of months later. Moose, a new canine companion, became a beacon of light in this new period of my life. His arrival not only filled the void left by Dug but also brought a renewed sense of joy and companionship, helping to relieve the loneliness that had started to settle in. Moose's presence became a source of comfort, helping in my ongoing journey of self-discovery and resilience.

Moose's Arrival

Moose's entrance into the city brought immense joy to me and anyone else who has had the opportunity to snuggle him. His energy and playful demeanour have been a joyful distraction for myself and my friends, or Moose’s so-called “aunties.” He has shown love to my friends and has the magical ability to brighten the days of strangers of all demographics. Moose swiftly became a symbol of happiness within our community. His presence and moving into our studio apartment were fresh air. The loneliness I used to feel being in a vast city changed as Moose's boundless enthusiasm became a source of daily compassion.

In a more personal sense, Moose's arrival was a turning point for me. Interacting with him and witnessing the positive impact he has on others became what revitalized my spirit. In the wake of recent challenges and transitions, Moose's companionship relieved me and my friends and family, who observed a noticeable shift in my overall well-being. His presence has emphasized the transformative power of connection and the joy found in a loyal canine companionship, or whatever you find brings you emotional support.

Lessons and Transformations

This year has been a chapter in my life I will always return to, marked by the profound realization that advocating for yourself and fostering self-love are essential to achieving successful independence. Embracing this newfound understanding has empowered me to navigate challenges with resilience and confidence, making baby steps toward personal growth and fulfillment. It has been a journey of self-empowerment, where learning to assert my needs and embracing self-love have become guiding principles in pursuing a fulfilling life.

Meeting individuals who accepted me for who I am has been my primary source of support, allowing me to spread my wings without the weight of societal expectations. The freedom to be authentic and unapologetically myself has been liberating, creating a space where personal growth and exploration thrive. In these discoveries, I found that home is not confined to a physical place but resides within myself and those I love. Surrounded by loved ones in a safe and nurturing environment, I've understood proper security and a sense of belonging from within, offering a foundation from which I can confidently face the world.

Looking Ahead

In the forthcoming blog posts, stay tuned for my experiences, reflections, and the continual lessons learned of self-discovery. Through these posts, I aim to support other young adults to step into personal growth, resilience, and the pursuit of passion. Each post will share my evolving story and invite you to join me in exploring the challenges and victories that shape our lives.

Furthermore, I invite you, friends, to actively engage in this shared exploration. Your thoughts, insights, and experiences contribute to discovering who we are in this transitional stage of our lives as young adults. This blog will focus on becoming a dynamic conversation where we learn from each other, offer support, and find inspiration in the shared journey of life's twists and turns. Together, we can foster a community that uplifts, relates, and inspires, creating a space where our shared wisdom of diverse experiences becomes a guiding light for all.

Closing Remarks

In conclusion, I emphasize my gratitude for the experiences that have shaped my journey, with special acknowledgments to my dear companion, Dug, and the next chapter brought to you by Moose. Each experience, whether marked by success or disappointment, has contributed to my life, and I am deeply thankful for the lessons, resilience, and growth that have come along with them.

As I navigate the twists and turns of my journey and continue to share my ideas with you, I want to express my appreciation for your presence on this adventure. Your engagement, support, and shared reflections make this journey all the more meaningful. Together, let us continue to explore the endless possibilities of self-discovery and embrace the collective wisdom that emerges from our shared experiences.