Wanderlust: A Journey of Discovery and Growth

Introduction

Hello, friends! Apologies for my recent absence; life’s been quite the whirlwind, with a fair share of travel adventures that have inspired this post. I've always believed that my experiences on the road have significantly shaped who I am today. From marvelling at the magic of Walt Disney World's castle at age five to embarking on my first solo flight to a distant continent at ten, I've been fortunate to have these formative experiences early on. While most people wait until adulthood to begin their explorations, I knew from the moment I set foot in that bustling airport terminal that there was no turning back for me. Winning the superlative in high school for "Most Likely to Travel the World" is a legacy I'm determined to fulfill. So, join me as I reminisce about some of my favourite destinations and the stories they hold!

From Childhood Imagination to Adult Realities

Let's kick off this journey with a trip down memory lane to good ol' Orlando, Florida, where I first discovered my inner Disney princess. Legend has it that my very first words upon seeing the majestic castle were, "Just get me to that castle!" And you know what? I made it there, eventually even calling it home for a while. So, I drove to Orlando from St. Catharines to fulfill my dream of becoming a Disney cast member. Now, road trips may not be my preferred mode of travel (I'll stick to airports and planes, thank you very much), but as they say, it's all about the journey, not just the destination. My fondest memory from my summer was my road trip there with Dug by my side and many stops for coffee. One of the most profound lessons I've learned from my visits to the most magical place on earth is that you're never too old to believe in a little bit of magic. Working there inspired me to significantly shift from life sciences to the creative industries, a decision that has truly felt like finding my calling. Reflecting on my time at Disney, nostalgia plays a significant role. Memories of my first visit with my Nonni, especially as it turned out to be her last trip, hold a special place in my heart. Returning almost a decade later, I found myself reminiscing about the moments we shared, like the hilarious mishap on Splash Mountain where my Nonni lost her wig, a memory forever etched in my mind. My mom's childhood memories of Disney, especially those with her dad (my grandpa), have also shaped my connection to the place. While I never had the chance to experience it with him, hearing her stories allowed me to live vicariously through her adventures. This nostalgia is what fuels my passion for creating magical moments for others. During my interviews with the company, I emphasized my desire to be a part of making memories for others. It brings me immense joy to contribute to people's adventures at Disney. Hopefully, it includes exploring the world showcase and making your way to the best pavilion, Canada!

An Expedition with Grandma to South Africa

Our next adventure takes us to a whole new continent, Africa! My grandma had been making annual trips to Africa for as long as I could remember, accompanying university students on teaching placements in the townships of Cape Town. It had always been her dream to take me along, and finally, in fifth grade, that dream became a reality. Even before we embarked on our journey, I learned the value of giving by foregoing birthday presents and taking the money with me to Africa. It was a small sacrifice for me, but it significantly impacted the students we met. My birthday that year became one of the most memorable experiences I've ever had. While my grandma worked with her students, I had the privilege of spending time with students my age in a classroom. Their world was vastly different from mine. The entire school day consisted of copying notes from a blackboard that stretched across all four walls of the room, contrasting with the type of elementary school environment I was used to, where I found myself playing tag in the gym or exploring the library with friends. This experience was my first true immersion into a culture outside of North America, leaving a lasting impression on me. The differences between their school environment and what I was accustomed to back home highlighted the disparities in educational resources and opportunities. Yet, despite these challenges, the kindness and warmth we received from the people we met in South Africa made this trip unforgettable. As an adult, it's a place I hope to revisit, to delve deeper into its history, and to genuinely reflect on the experiences that shaped me during that time.

A Service Trip to Guatemala in Middle School

Our next stop takes us to Guatemala, where I embarked on a transformative journey during middle school at the age of twelve. While most of the volunteers were high school students, I stood as the lone seventh grader. As an only child and not yet the outgoing, bubbly person you know today, this trip pushed me out of my comfort zone in the best possible way. With my mom's unwavering support, I embarked on this adventure, seeking new experiences and purpose. Partnering with an organization called DIG, originally from Canada, and collaborating with my school, I worked on various projects to serve the local community. From helping construct a new school to engaging with children at a special needs facility and even attempting to carry water from one point to another in a remote mountain village, each experience left a lasting impact on me. The warmth and hospitality we received from the people of Guatemala made us feel like celebrities. One particular moment that stayed with me was when a girl my age marvelled at how we all fit into that "tin can" in the sky to come and visit her and her community, which emphasizes the disparities in our realities and how a simple concept like an airplane was foreign to her. The irony of using a tin can to play soccer was not lost on me either. I quickly learned that luxuries like hot water were not available around the world. Adjusting to quick, cold showers became a lesson in gratitude and mindfulness, something I never had to consider back home in North America. Additionally, learning that seatbelts aren't legal everywhere allowed me to enjoy the freedom of standing on the back of a pickup truck while being driven around, but also be grateful for the safety guidelines we have set in place in Canada. These experiences taught me the importance of perspective and living in the present moment. Reflecting on my time in Guatemala, I gained a deeper understanding of the diversity of human experiences and the privilege of living in a developed country. It instilled a sense of empathy and a desire to continue serving others, no matter where life takes me.

Working at Disney and Moving to a Different Country

Embarking on my three-month journey at the enchanting Walt Disney World was an adventure many of you followed closely on @Disneydugandem. If you've been keeping up with my previous blogs, you'd know of the mental struggles I faced last year and my reluctance to move to Florida. However, one day, my mom suggested, "Why not bring Dug?" My loyal rescue chihuahua accompanied me on an epic 18-hour road trip. Fortunately, the Disney cast members proved incredibly friendly, making it easy to create fast friendships, with Dug as a charming conversation starter. Despite our diverse backgrounds and nationalities, our fast connections eased our transition into the new work environment. Amidst the whirlwind of new experiences in those short three months, I commemorated my time in Florida by getting a tattoo inspired by the movie "Up," with the timeless phrase, “Adventure is out there.” This tattoo is a testament to the transformative power of my adventures and the importance of embracing new experiences. Before I knew it, I formed deep connections with some of my closest friends today, exploring new spots in Florida during our days off or enjoying the parks together. Many have remarked how much I've changed since that summer, both externally and internally. Disney restored my confidence and ignited a passion for chasing my dreams. Their exceptional networking events and supportive recruitment efforts inspired me to pursue my career goals in the creative industries. Reflecting on where I was a year ago, I realize these experiences were pivotal in preventing me from feeling stuck and getting me to where I need to be today. Who knew today I would be counting down the days until I move to Florida in the fall?! 

Cuba Chronicles

My most recent adventure took me to Holguin, Cuba, with my mom and grandma. While my mom had visited a few times before and loved the location, it was my first time even stepping foot in the country. Cuba's rich history has always fascinated me, but experiencing it firsthand was surreal. The scarcity of supplies and the strict security measures at the airports gave a clear picture of the reality faced by the Cuban people. Engaging with the locals and listening to their stories was a highlight of my trip. Despite many possessing degrees and could access free education, most were drawn to hospitality for its tips. I had enlightening conversations with individuals like a waiter with an engineering degree and another pursuing medical studies. I even questioned whether they'd leave if given the chance, with the majority opting to stay. Spending just a week in Cuba, I absorbed the vibrant energy and admired the strong work ethic of its people. It reminded me that one's attitude and outlook on life significantly shape their experiences. This trip allowed me to reflect on the turning point of my life when I embraced living life on my terms, prioritizing my happiness over unnecessary constraints. While in Cuba, I encountered remarkable individuals, building genuine connections. While I embarked on the trip with my mom and grandma, by the end of the week, I greeted most people who crossed my path by name. Embracing the carefree spirit I gave off, I was titled the "hub," bringing our new friend group together to share stories and create lasting memories while in Cuba. From dancing solo on the first night to having beach dance parties with new friends at sunset, every moment felt like a scene from a cherished movie. The encounter with a photographer capturing candid shots of our beach dance emphasized the fate of the experience. I met fascinating individuals, each contributing to the memories that now define my Cuban adventure. Who would have thought a trip intended for leisurely reading ( I packed 7 books, I read 1…) would evolve into a whirlwind of unforgettable moments? As I embrace my newfound title as the “life of the party,” I look forward to making more memories and spreading joy wherever I go. After all, life's adventures are meant to be lived to the fullest, aren't they?

Conclusion

As I prepare for my first solo adventure to Spain, followed by my move to Florida in the fall, inspired by the stories shared in my blog, I'm filled with anticipation and excitement. This upcoming journey signifies a significant milestone in pursuing personal growth and exploration. While travelling alone might appear daunting, I welcome it as an opportunity for self-discovery and cultural immersion. Reflecting on the invaluable lessons from past adventures, from childhood magic with Disney to life-changing experiences in Guatemala, South Africa, and Cuba, I carry the resilience and openness needed to embrace new adventures. With gratitude for the past and excitement for the future, I anticipate the moments of discovery and connection awaiting me. Through "Toronto Tails,” I aim to inspire others to embark on their journey of self-discovery and exploration. Life's most incredible adventures are meant to be experienced together, and I am excited to continue sharing this journey with each of you.

Navigating Love: My Journey as a 20-year-old Single Lady with Moose by My Side

Introduction

Hey there, friends! It's Emily, and I'm here to share my journey of searching for love with Moose, my trusty emotional support animal, always by my side. You might know me for my occasional complaints, but who isn't looking for love in their twenties? Growing up with just my mom, I missed seeing what a healthy relationship looks like, which influenced my approach to dating. Let's dive into the dating world, but hey, family members, you should skip this one if you're not into hearing about my love life, haha!

Reflecting on My Dating Journey:

I'll be honest, growing up with a single mom was challenging. It wasn't about the love my mom gave me but rather the absence of a male figure in my life. I had the most amazing grandpas, Papa and Sneaky Snake (yes, that's what I called him!). Unfortunately, my Nonno passed away shortly after I was born, so I never got to know him, though I've heard wonderful things. I'd love to dedicate another blog post to them sometime. Now, about my father, our relationship is complicated. I'm still working through it, but I know many of us struggle with fatherly relationships, and when I'm ready, I'll share more. But let me tell you about my incredible mom and grandma (I call her Hana), who more than made up for the absence of a male figure in my life. My mom was an actual superhero around the house. Though she did flood it or set it on fire a few times, we made it through!

Now, onto dating in my generation, what's the deal? I grew up watching romantic comedies from the 2000s, and let me tell you, dating isn't quite like that, at least not for me. I've heard stories from my grandma about ballroom dancing classes and milkshakes after. To me, that sounds like a dream. Our generation, though? It's all about Snapchatting and "hanging out." I feel disenchanted by it all. The lack of respect in online dating is appalling. Short answers or no answer at all, we call it "ghosting." But we have to roll with the times. Still, if I could have a "Back to the Future" moment and be picked up by a guy who opens the car door for me, I'd take it. But let's face it, I can't just blame my love life on the era I was born in. I have to take responsibility. Self-sabotage is a real struggle. I often felt that any guy who showed interest didn't mean it because of my lack of male love. I'm working on it and healing my inner child who never received that love from a male figure.

Setting Standards and Prioritizing Self-Love:

While the previous paragraph looked into the challenges of growing up with a single mom, it's important to note that every single mom's journey is unique, including mine. My mom dedicated 18 years of her life to me, which wasn't something I asked for, but she did it wholeheartedly. Sure, she dated along the way, and I met some interesting characters. There were some super great guys and some downright weird ones. They tried everything to win me over, but they lost! Well, except maybe for the yellow Ferrari, that was a winner (Lol!). My grandma also played a significant role in my upbringing. She raised my mom as a single parent, which runs in the family! Over time, I've embraced the idea of self-reliance and navigating life on my terms. My grandma always emphasized the importance of financial independence, hence my commitment to working since I was sixteen, steadily climbing the ladder. If I'm going to dive back into the dating pool, I refuse to make it feel like a chore. I'm all about having fun and enjoying the journey. And let me tell you, there's nothing fun about Snapchat selfies. So, this time, it's about figuring out my desires in the dating world and overcoming that creeping self-sabotage.

Overcoming Past Trauma and Toxic Relationships:

Talking about dating is incredibly difficult for me. To be honest, I feel shaky and clammy just writing about it. As I mentioned earlier, my relationship with my dad has been rocky. Some moments were small victories, while others were deeply traumatic. However, after months of therapy and finally coming to terms with the fact that I can only control myself, I found the strength to let go. Letting go has been liberating. It's allowed me to be more open and ready for the next chapter of my life. But beyond my relationship with my father, I've also faced a few other toxic relationships, or as we call them, "situationships." And there's always that one person who remains stuck in your mind. I often wonder what could have been if things had worked out. Despite my twentieth birthday being in a month, I've never been on an actual date.

Additionally, like many others, I've experienced sexual assault. I've never openly discussed it, but I'm ready to share my story and help others cope. This experience was a significant turning point that pushed me towards opening up to others. Through therapy and the guidance of various mental health influencers, I've reached a point where I feel prepared for the journey ahead. While unsure how or when my mindset shifted, I've made it to this point, and I'm ready to embrace dating with an open heart.

Embracing the Journey Ahead:

After much reflection, I decided to take a break from dating to prioritize my journey of self-discovery. It’s been a while, let me tell you! It's become clear that I must first invest in myself before I can fully invest in a relationship with someone else. Channelling the spirit of Carrie Bradshaw from "Sex and the City" has been incredibly empowering for me. Her fearlessness in navigating the complexities of love and life has inspired me to embrace my journey with confidence and authenticity. Samantha was always my favourite, though! I’m still working on achieving her boldness and unapologetic approach to love and life.While I'm focusing on self-growth, I'm also open to the possibility of love in the future. However, I've learned the importance of setting healthy boundaries and maintaining self-respect in any relationship that may come my way. I refuse to settle for anything less than I deserve and am determined to approach love with renewed clarity and self-assurance. I offer encouragement to those who may find themselves in a similar position, navigating singlehood and self-discovery. Remember that taking a step back and prioritizing your well-being is okay. Building a support network of friends and family and potentially seeking therapy can be invaluable resources on this journey. Most of my friends are older and pushing 30 (sorry, I love you all!), so they have told me all the ins and outs of dating! As I look towards the future, I'm filled with excitement and a touch of fear for the adventures that lie ahead. While the path may not always be easy, I'm committed to embracing each moment with an open heart and optimism. After all, the most incredible love story is the one we write for ourselves.

Conclusion:

Reflecting on the impact of my upbringing, overcoming past traumas, and navigating through toxic relationships, it's been quite the rollercoaster ride. But here we are, at the end of this chapter, equipped to embrace the journey ahead. Stepping back from the dating scene has presented both challenges and moments of enlightenment. It's afforded me the opportunity to prioritize self-discovery and gain a deeper understanding of what I truly want and deserve in a relationship. Embracing my inner Carrie Bradshaw, writing about love has empowered me to navigate its complexities with newfound confidence and authenticity. I'm now prepared to set healthy boundaries, uphold self-respect, and approach love with clarity and self-assurance. To anyone walking on the path of singlehood and self-discovery, remember it's perfectly okay to prioritize your well-being. Lean on your support network, consider therapy if necessary, and always remember that you are deserving of love and happiness. As for me, I eagerly anticipate whatever the future may hold. Thank you for accompanying me on this journey, and here's to the exciting adventures of the next chapter!

Embracing Change: My Journey with Social Media

Introduction:

Hey friends! As we enter 2024, the continued influence of social media is undeniable. These platforms have emerged daily, from Snapchat streaks to Instagram reels and TikTok trends. In this piece, I aim to share my journey of navigating the ever-evolving realm of social media, capturing its highs, lows, and everything in between.

Like many young adults, I've experienced the full spectrum of emotions accompanying using platforms such as Instagram, Snapchat, and TikTok. Entering university, I struggled to discover my authentic self amidst a feed of edited posts and carefully curated images showing success. It was all too easy to allow comparison, constantly measuring myself against the seemingly flawless lives of my peers. Reflecting on these years, I've recognized the importance of carefully judging our online interactions. Instead of allowing negativity to enter my feed, I regret not unfollowing toxic influences and directing my focus toward the positive aspects of social media. Finding positive platforms to follow can hold potential for building connections, igniting inspiration, and fostering personal growth if we navigate our accounts carefully and with intention.

Detox and Discovery:

My first year of university was challenging, as I suspect it is for many. Transitioning from the familiarity of home to the unfamiliarity of a new city was disorienting. Without a support system by my side, I often felt adrift and isolated. In those moments of vulnerability, scrolling through social media became both a comfort and a source of discontent. Seeing the seemingly perfect lives of my peers portrayed on my screen intensified my feelings of self-doubt. Yet, as I began to reengage with social media after a hiatus, I consciously decided to unfollow those accounts that no longer served my growth. By eliminating the distractions of comparison, I allowed myself the space to rediscover who I was and explore new interests.

Amidst this period of solitude, I found solace in activities such as reading and diving back into the world of literature with such enthusiasm that I occasionally skipped lectures to finish a book (only once or maybe twice..). Additionally, I rediscovered the joy of music and visual arts, even enrolling in two art history courses. The Art Gallery of Ontario, with its free admission for adults under 25, became a place for reflection and inspiration. These moments of introspection, away from mindlessly scrolling, have facilitated my personal growth. However, recognizing the realities of the modern world, I eventually had to rejoin social media with a newfound sense of intention and self-awareness.

Reconnection and Reinvention:

After a challenging first semester, I completed my first year of university online from the comfort of home. However, being back in familiar surroundings only worsened my feelings of being stuck. I missed the excitement of being on campus, surrounded by friends off pursuing their adventures. It felt like I was stuck in a rut, unsure of where to turn next. Despite anticipating my upcoming journey in Disney after finishing the second semester, I couldn't feel genuine excitement because I felt disconnected.

Upon rejoining social media, I felt the weight of societal pressures and the need to keep up with my peers, but no genuine joy or enthusiasm drove me to rejoin. It seemed like a never-ending competition to see who could portray the most successful life. However, everything changed after my 19th birthday. Moving to Florida with my emotional support animal, Dug, marked a turning point. What started as a joke among friends about creating a Disney-themed account soon blossomed into something much more significant. Despite my previous insecurities and tendency to use social media as a distraction, I immersed myself in a vibrant community of like-minded individuals at Disney.

Inspired by friends who used their accounts as digital journals, I captured and preserved memories through daily posts, documenting everything from clothing hauls to Target runs and even Dug's encounters with Mickey Mouse. Through these genuine moments shared online, I began reconnecting with old friends from my hometown. As I embraced authenticity on social media, something incredible happened. People laughed and cried with me as I shared the highs and lows of my journey. When Dug passed away at the end of my Disney program, my online community's support and empathy were overwhelming. It was then that I realized the true power of social media to foster genuine connections and support networks. From that moment on, I consciously tried to use my social media accounts for the better, spreading positivity and authenticity in every post.

Finding Purpose and Happiness:

After my transformative experience at Disney over the summer, I found a renewed sense of purpose in posting on social media. I consciously decided to unfollow accounts that didn't contribute to my personal growth or align with my aspirations. Posting photos and sharing moments became more than just filling it; it became a source of joy and self-expression. When Moose entered my life, the @DisneyDugandEm Instagram account was revived, and together, Moose and I embarked on adventures around the city. Through our journey, I've raised awareness about the importance of emotional support animals and navigating life in my twenties living alone. By curating my feed to focus on accounts that inspire growth and positivity, I've come to appreciate the power of social media in fostering connections with old friends and new peers. However, this shift towards authenticity and positivity only occurred when I surrounded myself with uplifting content. As I continue to evolve on my social media journey, I aspire to create a blog highlighting my favourite accounts that resonate with my values and goals, hoping they also resonate with yours!

Embracing Growth and Education:

Since I decided to work on my social media presence, why not explore LinkedIn?

I joined in January 2023 and have grown my network to 600 connections, which exceeded my goal for the year. This growth was facilitated through various ways, including my Instagram, attending business courses, and gaining experience with Disney while transitioning into the Creative Industries program at university. While LinkedIn may suit some individuals better, plenty of other apps can also broaden your interests and professional connections. Over the past year, I've explored new interests in business, marketing, film, fashion, and authenticity in the corporate world. I've curated a feed that aligns with my goals and aspirations by shifting my focus from mindless scrolling to deliberate consumption of inspiring content.

I've also found inspiration from peers my age who share relatable and relevant content. Witnessing their growth and achievements has motivated me to strive for similar success. As a result, I've actively sought out and followed accounts that provide valuable insights and guidance. Daily quotes have inspired me, and I've noticed that my explore page has naturally evolved to cater to my interests. So, why not use this opportunity to spread our wings and prioritize our well-being for a change? After all, we hold the password to our social media accounts. Let's embrace them as reflections of our authentic selves and curate them to align with our aspirations and values.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, my journey with social media has been transformative, marked by highs of reconnection and lows of comparison. Through these experiences, I've learned valuable lessons in self-discovery and authenticity. By curating a positive feed and unfollowing toxic influences, I've witnessed the true potential of social media in fostering genuine connections and support networks. Embracing platforms like LinkedIn has broadened my interests and professional network, enhancing my online experience. As I continue to evolve, I'm reminded of the importance of self-care and intentional content consumption. We can create a positive online environment by prioritizing uplifting content aligned with our values. I urge others to embark on their journey with social media, embracing choice and authenticity. Let's use these platforms for connection, inspiration, and personal growth, meaningfully enriching our lives. I look forward to seeing you on there!

Journey of Perspectives: From Childhood Magic to Self-Discovery

Introduction

Hi friends! It's been a while since I last reached out, and for that, I apologize. Life keeps us busy, but I'm excited to reconnect with you all today. Many of you on my Instagram story voted for me to share my evolving perspective on life, so let's jump right in. My earliest memories take me back to my tight-knit neighbourhood, Old Glenridge. It's where I attended the same elementary school as my mom and grandma and where they used to roam as kids themselves. Growing up, it was just my mom and me; I'll admit, it came with challenges. I often envied the homes of friends who had a father figure present.

Losing both my grandparents at a young age meant that my role models were primarily women. Despite childhood innocence, there was an underlying tension that I couldn't quite explain. But my mom did her best to provide for me as a single parent, and some of my happiest memories revolve around holidays, especially Christmas. I'd eagerly rush downstairs each holiday to find gifts waiting for me, and my mom was always there, my first and only Valentine. Christmas, in particular, held a special magic for me. I held onto the belief in Santa Claus long after others had outgrown it, and my mom played along, ensuring each year felt genuinely enchanting.

My mom was my rock, giving me the tools to navigate the world. But I was also fortunate to have amazing friends by my side. Our friendships were straight out of a movie. I felt independent for the first time by walking to my friend's house to knock on their door for an afternoon of adventures at the park, constantly with the rule to be home before the street lights came on. Some of these childhood friendships have evolved into the most important relationships in my life today—a special shoutout to my dear friend, Bea Bea, for always being there. And always being the first one rto read the blog :)

Middle School

Middle school marks a pivotal time when responsibilities begin to weigh heavier on our shoulders. By age 10, I took care of myself after school and, begrudgingly, pitched in with chores at home. It was a period of significant change: saying goodbye to old friends, making new ones, navigating puberty, adjusting to new schools, and even trying French immersion. These experiences all played a role in shaping the person I am today.

Fortunately, I received a scholarship to attend a private school, which pushed me out of my comfort zone. As a naturally quiet and reserved kid, I struggled to find my place among my peers and the school community. Yet, despite the initial challenges, attending this private school opened many doors for me. One standout memory from those years was a service trip to Guatemala during Grade 7. While most of my peers were in high school, I embarked on this journey feeling excited and apprehensive. It was a moment of growth and independence, supported by my loving mother, who encouraged me to spread my wings.

Reflecting, I realize how much those years shaped me, even though I may not have fully appreciated it then. Recent therapy sessions have shed light on my "inner child," prompting me to acknowledge the significance of those experiences. If I could turn back time, I would reassure my younger self that all the challenges she faced were necessary for her growth. I would offer her the confidence and support she needed, knowing it would eventually lead her to where she is today. While I may regret my moments of vulnerability, I take pride in the lessons learned and the person I have become.

High School Adventures

High school was undeniably a strange time for most of us, a sentiment many of my friends shared today. It marked a transition into a new world filled with unfamiliar faces, challenging classes, and expectations that felt worlds away from our elementary school days. For many, high school became a place for discovering our identities and passions amidst the stereotypes of mean girls, nerds, jocks, and goths. I would’ve never thought this narrative was true, but from my experience, it was.

High school can be tricky, especially when friendships start to fade. The loss of connections during this time can leave us feeling alone and questioning our worth. But as I've learned, these losses are a natural part of growing up. They teach us resilience and the importance of cherishing the relationships that truly matter. So, if you've experienced friendship loss in high school, know you're not alone. Embrace the lessons learned and keep moving forward. If it wasn’t for taking the step to move on, I wouldn’t have made the friends I have today who have supported me throughout this difficult journey, and for that, I and grateful and I hope I have reciprocated that to them.

Then came March 13, 2020—the day an emergency lockdown put our lives on hold. As an only child, I found enjoyment in the solitude, cherishing the rare moments spent with my mom amidst the chaos of our pre-pandemic lives. Our shared obsession with the TV show "Lost" provided a distraction, though I still can’t get that confusing finale out of my head!

During those uncertain times, I fell into unhealthy habits, staying up until the early morning hours and waking up just in time for "happy hour" (a confession I can only make now as a legal adult! Haha). Yet, amidst these changes in my routine, something we all experienced during the lockdown, a mysterious turn of events landed me in the hospital for nearly three weeks in May 2020. It was a period marked by anxiety, unanswered questions, and profound self-doubt, but through it all, I found comfort in my mom's unwavering support, and, of course, the cute nurse to keep me company when she wasn’t around :)

Emerging from the hospital felt like hitting the reset button, signalling the start of a new chapter—one that would see me navigating the challenges of school amidst a global pandemic.

Post-Pandemic High School

We've shifted back to a hybrid schooling model, splitting our classes between online and in-person sessions. Choosing mostly online courses was influenced by my increasing dissatisfaction with traditional schooling, even though I was performing well in class and had a group of friends. Yet, even within that circle, I felt disconnected. I held onto deep resentment towards myself during this period, but over time, that feeling has transformed into understanding and self-acceptance. Reflecting on those difficult years, I've come to understand the underlying reasons behind my emotions and behaviours through introspection. One helpful exercise I've discovered is creating a chronological chart of significant life events, mapping out how each phase shaped my emotional landscape. Know filled with this self-awareness, I've realized that understanding one's emotions allows for control over our lives —an epiphany I've only recently embraced, but something i had always desired.

At 16, I ventured into the world of retail, which allowed me independence and an opportunity to connect with individuals beyond my high school. Interacting with college students, I cherished conversations that transcended typical teenage talk, reaffirming my belief in maturity.

Senior year, however, presented its own set of challenges, marked by traumatic events that prompted me to seek help through therapy. Though I attempted therapy, I struggled to confront my emotions head-on, preferring instead to bury them beneath a facade of happiness. Falling ill during the winter semester forced me to complete my studies online—an experience I welcomed, with a sense of purposelessness.

Navigating through this phase, I found myself dreaming of genuine connections while dealing with my profound insecurity. Resorting to avoidance tactics, I skipped tests to write them alone and found refuge in online coursework. Looking back, I recognize that, like many teenagers, I was simply trying to drown out difficult moments with distractions.

Despite the chaos, I seized moments of joy, from partying with friends to embarking on a senior trip to the Dominican Republic, clubs t school, attending semi-formals and prom, and finally, crossing the stage at graduation.

First Year of University

I did it! I finally made my escape. With high hopes and dreams, I enrolled in the top school in Canada, pursuing my passion in Life Sciences with a focus on psychology. But as soon as I stepped on campus, that anticipated feeling of happiness and fulfillment vanished. Instead, I was met with the reality of attending a prestigious institution, startled by academic pressures and the whispered term fellow students used, "U of Tears."

Initially, I put on a brave face, attempting to immerse myself in campus life by joining clubs and socializing. Yet, despite my efforts, I found myself in profound isolation. Unable to articulate my feelings at first, I retreated further into myself, withdrawing from social interactions and even deleting my social media accounts. However, the more I shut myself off from the world, the more I spiraled into despair.

Feeling unnoticed and unappreciated in the bustling city of Toronto, miles away from the comfort of home and my mom's reassuring presence, I couldn't shake off the question: What was I doing wrong? Surrounded by individuals whose values and aspirations didn't align with mine, I became aware of the saying: "You become who you surround yourself with." All these factors leading me to the idea of dropping out.

Thankfully, I had the unwavering support of my mom, who encouraged me to persevere. Determined to forge my path despite lacking relationships within my academic community, I soldiered on and completed my first year at university. However, by May of 2023, I knew it was time for a change.

Leaving behind the oppressive environment of academia, I decided to relocate to Florida, where I landed a job at the happiest place on earth. Little did I know this decision would alter the course of my life. Though the prospect of such a significant move initially filled me with anxiety, my mom's encouragement was the guiding light that pushed me forward.

Setting forth with a single condition—that my pet Chihuahua, Dug, accompanies me on this journey. I embarked on what would become the most enchanting chapter of my life, a journey filled with magic and endless possibilities, one that continues to unfold to this day.

Conclusion

After a summer filled with enchanting moments, talked about in previous blog entries, I was on the brink of a fresh chapter—a transfer to a new university with unfamiliar courses and faces. This unexpected pivot led me on a complete 360, guiding me to the Creative School at Toronto Metropolitan University for Creative Industries, where I now focus on film and business. It's a path I never envisioned, yet one that now feels like a natural fit. Looking back, I realize that without enduring my past trials, I wouldn't have arrived at this juncture of discovery and fulfillment.

As I embark on this exciting new journey, I'm thrilled to announce that I'll be returning to Florida for a year to embark on a role as a Canadian representative with the Walt Disney Company, venturing into the world of food and beverage, a switch-up from retail. It promises to be a year brimming with fresh adventures, and I can't wait to share them with you all.

With each twist and turn, I've gradually embraced a calm state and let go of the burdens of unnecessary tension. I've learned to accept others for who they are and have dedicated myself to focusing on self-control. After countless sessions of working towards my goals, I'm pleased to announce that I've graduated from therapy with my therapist—a testament to the progress made on this transformative journey.

So, as I continue to navigate the paths of life, I invite you to join me in embracing the ongoing adventure filled with newfound wisdom, personal growth, and the continued pursuit of self-discovery. Let's embark on this journey with open hearts, ready to seize every opportunity and savour every moment. Stay tuned for the next chapter— It’s going to be a good one.

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Magical Memoirs: My First Disney College Program Adventure

Introduction

Hello, friends! I'm delighted to share this exciting chapter of my life on the blog. As I eagerly await news about my potential acceptance into my dream program at Walt Disney World, where I could have the incredible opportunity to work with the company for a year, I thought now would be the perfect time to sit down and reminisce about my unforgettable experience during the Disney College Program as part of the Canadian Cultural Exchange during the summer of 2023.

When the idea of relocating to Florida for the program first crossed my mind, I faced fear and uncertainty. Despite my deep desire to embark on this adventure, doubts lingered. It wasn't until my mom suggested bringing along my best friend, my chihuahua Dug, that a newfound enthusiasm sparked within me. Without hesitation, I reached out to Disney support, and fortunately, the Disney Programs were incredibly accommodating to my needs. Dug was officially designated as my emotional support animal, allowing him to reside with me in Florida for emotional support.

With Disney's green light for Dug, I was ready to hit the road, accompanied by my furry companion and grandmother, who took on the role of navigator with a paper map in hand while I did the driving. To add a touch of Disney magic, my grandma even made orange shirts to match my car, named Nemo, perfectly fitting for a Disney cast member.

Upon our arrival in Florida, we made our way to Winter Garden and discovered my home for the next three months – Flamingo Crossings. The environment was incredibly welcoming, with resort-style pools, apartment-style rooms, a 24/7 gym, educational opportunities, fantastic support staff, and the chance to forge friendships with fellow participants. Dug and I even had the thrilling opportunity to say hello to Mickey on our first day!

These are just a few highlights from the beginning of my summer adventure, and I can't wait to share more with you below. Stay tuned for more magical moments and behind-the-scenes tales from my Disney College Program journey!

Main Street Magic

I vividly recall the anticipation I felt while eagerly awaiting details about my role with the company. When I accepted my position last year, securing a spot in the role of merchandise, the location remained a mystery. As a self-proclaimed Disney enthusiast, visiting the parks than the average person (yes, I might be a bit Disney insane), my mom and I eagerly speculated about the "ideal" store. Surprisingly, my wish to work at Magic Kingdom, particularly on Main Street, came true.

Upon embracing the merchandising role on Main Street, my imagination painted scenes of selling Disney merchandise, Pandora jewelry, and Dooney and Burke purses. Surprisingly, the Confectionary, the iconic candy store on Main Street, was also included in my role. Given my lower seniority as a college program student, most of my shifts found a home at the Confectionary—a place that quickly grew on me. The work went beyond the typical merchandise job, and there were nights when I clocked out at 4 am. However, the friendships forged and the memorable guest interactions made every moment worthwhile.

Magic Kingdom, especially the bustling Main Street entrance, provided a vibrant place for guest interactions at the Main Street Confectionary. Whether dancing in the store as fireworks illuminated the sky or waving to characters on parade floats, each moment exuded enchantment. Dressed in Main Street USA 1800s-styled attire—a yellow skirt, white apron, and bonnet—added an extra layer of magic to the experience.

One of the aspects I cherished most as a cast member was the opportunity to create "magical moments" for guests, even if it meant something as simple as giving them a Mickey Mouse sticker. The immeasurable joy it brought them became a heartwarming reward. Working at the Confectionary involved various tasks, from handling cash and taking orders to production and cleaning. Most importantly, it involved the art of making magic.

Amidst the enchanting chaos of Magic Kingdom, where each day felt like a page from a fairy tale, a particular magical incident stands out vividly in my memory. While strolling through the park, a little girl mistook me for a princess, sparking a heartwarming moment. Quick to notice her excitement, my friends gleefully pointed it out. In response, I turned around and knelt at her eye level, embracing the unexpected royal role upon me. A delightful conversation followed, brimming with childhood innocence and the magic unique to the Disney experience. We chatted about favourite characters, rides, and dreams, creating a bond that transcended the boundaries of reality.

However, the true highlight of my Disney journey was the bond formed with coworkers during late-night shifts and long days. Despite the challenges, we always found joy, and I often find myself reminiscing about those moments. These moments led me to apply in June 2023 for a return in 2024, just a month after initially joining the company in May 2023. Having recently completed the interview process for the 2024 program, I now patiently await news to see if I will be offered a program position once again!

Building Friendships and Networking

Before my journey to Florida last year, I found myself in isolation, navigating through a challenging period. However, those three months in Florida were transformative, pulling me out of my comfort zone and opening the door to embrace new experiences. Taking the risk of moving there led me to discover individuals who became integral to my life, and the connections forged during that period remain vital and cherished today.

Actions from that summer significantly boosted my confidence and propelled me deeper into my passions, particularly within the creative industries, with my blog as the starting point. A key motivation for my desire to return and work for the company is to continue building connections, both on a personal and professional level. A notable achievement from my summer experience was starting 2023 with less than 100 connections on LinkedIn and concluding it with over 600 – a trend I am eager to continue. Additionally, I felt compelled to create an Instagram account documenting my adventure in Disney last summer with Dug, called @Disneydugandem, which became a popular account with friends keeping up both in Canada and the States. This account gave me something to look forward to, as I knew it brought happiness to my friends, and they eagerly anticipated its updates. This growth serves as inspiration for both myself and others to pursue and develop their passions.

Being immersed in such a positive and supportive group during my time in Florida was a uniquely inspiring experience. The valuable work skills gained will undoubtedly serve me well in future job opportunities. Emphasizing maintaining a positive outlook, I've learned that you never know who might enter your life and make a lasting impact. The most significant lesson from the summer was a simple yet powerful truth: surround yourself with people who encourage you to be authentic and freely express your ideas. Without that, I wouldn’t be the confident, fun-loving person I am today, open to writing about my life, creating content, and following my career passions.

Exploration and Learning

During my summer working for the Walt Disney Company, I was presented with numerous opportunities for exploration. Perhaps the most frequently asked question I received was, "Do you get free park passes?" And yes, I did, an opportunity I never took for granted. The highlight of my summer was the park days, whether celebrating friends' birthdays, hopping on a boarding queue just before a shift, or witnessing our friends create magic on our day off. Not a single day was wasted, and my friends and I made the most of every moment.

With Dug by my side, I seized the chance to attend Disney Programs' events, allowing him to meet beloved characters like Mickey, Minnie, and Donald. When we needed a break from our Disney bubble, my friends and I often ventured off to the beach – my favourite was Cocoa. If I do go back, I look forward to continuing to share my experiences through blogging about these day trips, especially if I move there for a year!

Disney Programs also provided opportunities for professional development, including courses like the hospitality course, which I thoroughly enjoyed, and I even graduated with my “Mouseters.” Exploring the ins and outs of Disney's hospitality and delving into its history, inspired by Walt Disney himself, was enlightening. I firmly believe that you get out what you put into something. As I had the opportunity to live in Florida and work as a cast member, I am eager to take on these experiences to grow my career within the company further.

Now, juggling work at Disney, pet care, and life in Florida was undeniably challenging, but it all came down to finding balance. My experiences in the summer and Disney's management taught me valuable lessons in time management that I will carry with me into the future. My Disney journey was not just a job but a transformative experience that shaped me personally and professionally, leaving me eager to continue this exciting chapter.

The Unfortunate Goodbye to Dug

August 1, 2023, marked a challenging day for me. It was the day I had to say goodbye to my best friend, Dug, creating a full-circle moment that encapsulated the essence of the entire summer. Losing Dug prompted deep reflection on the past three months and my profound gratitude for having him by my side. He served as my catalyst for stepping out of my comfort zone and acted as my social icebreaker, enabling me to connect with others in ways I never thought possible.

As August unfolded, I faced the impending conclusion of my program and the daunting prospect of returning to Canada while navigating the process of transferring universities. The challenges were overwhelming, but Dug instilled the confidence to confront these obstacles head-on. After a few days of mourning Dug's loss, with the unwavering support of those who had followed along with @Disneydugandem, I found the strength to complete the summer for Dug and me.

Dug left me with invaluable lessons: his trust in me as we ventured to a new country, his unwavering excitement and support in meeting new people, and his continuous love and support when I felt lost and alone. Though he is not physically present with me today, I still sense his constant energy watching over me. Right now, he is basking in the sun in Florida, and the anticipation of reuniting with him brings me joy and comfort.

In conclusion, this past summer, though filled with challenges and goodbyes, has left an indelible mark on my heart. It was a journey of self-discovery, growth, and the enduring bond I share with a tiny Chihuahua named Dug. As I embark on the next chapter, I carry the lessons learned and the memories made, with the unwavering belief that Dug's spirit will continue to inspire and guide me wherever life may lead.

Unexpected Blessings

As I settled back home in Canada, I knew the right canine companion would eventually come into my life, so I began researching. Applying to two places with lengthy waiting lists, I eagerly awaited responses. Fortunately, I heard back from a Chihuahua breeder in Paris, Ontario. She invited me for a visit, and to my delight, there was a recent litter of 5 healthy long-haired Chihuahuas! When I looked at Moose, I knew he was the one. Each pup was born on Canada Day, July 1st, and named after a Canadian animal, but I couldn't change Moose's name – he simply is just a moose.

The breeder was excellent, and we visited Moose almost weekly until he was ready to come home with me in the fall. Since his arrival, Moose has brought an incredible light into my life and introduced a sense of routine. Caring for him has given me a newfound purpose, and I'm eagerly anticipating the many years of growth and memories we'll share. It's particularly fitting that I may have the chance to represent Canada in Walt Disney World, and even more coincidentally, Moose's birthday aligns with Canada's, and his name is Moose!

Excitement fills the air as we embark on our next adventures, and I envision warm breezes, palm trees, and a sprinkle of pixie dust along the way. Moose and I are ready for the enchanting journey that lies ahead. My fingers crossed!

Conclusion

In retrospect, this summer unfolded as a tapestry of enchantment, growth, and unforeseen blessings. From the initial uncertainties of relocating alongside my faithful companion, Dug, to the unforgettable moments on Main Street, the journey seamlessly wove a magical narrative. The Confectionary became not just a workplace but a realm of late-night shifts, extraordinary guest interactions, and enduring friendships. The profound impact of this Disney chapter prompted an immediate application for the 2024 program, emphasizing its transformative effect on my life.

Beyond the enchantment of the park, forging friendships and networking turned this adventure into a catalyst for newfound confidence and passion for exploration. The connections made in Florida served as a driving force for both personal and professional growth. Disney Programs enriched my summer with invaluable experiences and insights. The lessons acquired during this transformative journey and working for the Walt Disney Company have become guiding principles for my future.

The bittersweet farewell to Dug marked the conclusion of a challenging chapter, yet his spirit remains a constant source of inspiration as I embrace new challenges. Unexpectedly, Moose, the furry blessing, entered my life, bringing joy, routine, and the potential to represent Canada in Walt Disney World. In summary, this summer was a series of challenges, farewells, and unexpected blessings, leaving an indelible mark on my heart. Stepping into the next chapter with Moose by my side, I carry the lessons learned, the friendships formed, and the enduring magic of Disney. Here's to the captivating adventures, growth, and enchanting journey ahead, with Moose as my companion, ready for warm breezes, palm trees, and a sprinkle of pixie dust.

From Vision Boards to Real Life: A Journey Through 2023 and Into the Unknown of 2024

Introduction

Happy New Year, friends! As I begin to type my first blog post of the year, it is a pivotal moment, a benchmark to reflect on where I am today, how I arrived here, and the exciting path I envision for the future. The year 2023 marked a profound journey of self-discovery. Entering the year, I grappled with uncertainty about my future, needing more drive towards my personal goals. My most significant growth times were when immersed in unfamiliar and uncomfortable situations. Solitude became a refuge for reflection and a catalyst for breaking out of my comfort zone as I realized that the power to save myself was my responsibility and no one else. Embracing change, I opened up to new relationships and surrounded myself with individuals who propelled me towards my aspirations. The transformative magic of 2023 remains a mystery. Whether it was the symbolic act of my iconic bob cut, the three-month escapade to Florida, or the joy of raising a puppy, Moose, on my own. Together, these experiences of 2023 have ignited a newfound excitement for the upcoming year, marking the debut of the authentic and empowered version of myself.

Personal Growth

After a year of growth, I am ready to sit back and savour the journey. The newfound sense of peace has allowed me to feel secure and believe in my ability to navigate life independently. These learning moments wouldn’t have happened without handling the growing pains of life. The challenges of my past provided the courage and determination to break free from the negative state I found myself in. March of 2023 marked a turning point, a moment of feeling defeated and weary of a repetitive and inescapable life.

Facing these challenges head-on became a catalyst for change. I recognized that my fears were mere reflections of my choices, and the power to transform my life rested solely with me. Taking a bold step, I moved away from home, changed my course of study, and embarked on a fresh start. Perhaps the most vital lesson learned was the need to live for myself rather than for others. As I enter 2024, my focus is clear, and I am ready to prioritize my passions without allowing external influences to hinder my path.

So, thank you, 2023, for the difficult lessons that paved the way for this newfound freedom. I am eager to embrace the opportunities of this brand new year and grateful for the chance to experience and appreciate life fully.

Transformations

In January of 2023, I dared to embrace change by cutting my hair into a bob style, something I had yet to embrace since 2012 and one I never thought I would revisit. Initially uncomfortable, as I settled into this new look and found confidence, I proudly began publicly showcasing it. This bob cut symbolized my growth journey. It coincided with my decision to move home, complete my first year of university online and then take up a job in a different country for three months while navigating a particularly dark period of my life. Life, however, progressed, and so did I. This shift allowed me to open myself up to new possibilities, especially being in an unfamiliar country where the absence of familiar faces compelled me to step out of my comfort zone. A special mention goes to Dug, my emotional support dog, who accompanied me on my adventure to Florida. Amidst the unfamiliar, he became my anchor, connecting me with others and making new friends easier.

As I approach 2024, I've added a playful touch to my appearance by getting extensions. I find myself at a point where I am genuinely content with who I am and the trajectory of my life, prompting the question, why not have some fun? Recognizing that life is not flawless and challenges will persist, I've learned from 2023 that embracing change and navigating through difficult times is essential for discovering one's true purpose. So, as I welcome the new year, I carry with me the lessons of resilience, self-discovery, and the understanding that, in life's imperfections, it's crucial to savour the little joys and relish the journey.

New Year, New Moose

Over the past year, I have witnessed my growth and enjoyed watching Moose, my energetic six-month-old Chihuahua, transform into a spirited teenager. Since our first meeting in September, I can't help but imagine how every new year will unfold with Moose by my side. He'll be there to witness my milestones and growth, and that's one of the best parts of having a pet: they're unwavering companions, always by your side. When I moved to Florida, my mom gifted me a sign that said, "Be the person your dog wants you to be." After experiencing the loss of Dug and now raising Moose, I've realized that we are our pets' entire world, and to them, we are their heroes. So, why not live up to that and be the best version of ourselves?

Dug would be proud of my strides, such as finishing the summer work in Florida, moving out alone, raising a dog, deciding to switch programs to pursue my dreams, and starting this blog. The future is uncertain, and who knows where I'll be next year, but one thing is for sure: Moose will be right there with me. On the flip side, I'm bracing myself for Moose's teenage antics that are starting to emerge. Despite his drama queen tendencies and the work he requires, it's all worth it. Moose is why I get out of bed each morning, motivated to tackle the day and take another step toward realizing my envisioned life.

Vision Boarding Through the Ages

If you've been following my blog, you might have read the one I dedicated to my mom and our childhood home on South Drive. My family is a bunch of creative folks, and they're the ones who inspired me to start this blog. My grandma introduced me to something called soul collages, which is like making a vision board. We flip through magazines, pick out pictures that mean something to us, and assemble them. I've been making art for a while now, and I love how it helps me think about my goals and feel empowered.

Recently, my mom found an old vision board of hers from when she was about my age. It was funny because all the pictures were of the so-called perfect family, a massive diamond ring, and the dream house. I teased her, joking that she didn't raise me to only go after what society expects. She taught me to follow my heart and chase my dreams. She's always been strong and independent, just like she raised me to be. Now that she's 50, her life doesn't match those pictures on her old vision board, but she's happy. She often tells me how she wished she had the same freedom to express herself when she was my age, and we both agree that we have a lot to learn from each other.

Creating My Vision Board

Many people have their rituals when the new year rolls around, whether it's making resolutions, engaging in religious rituals, participating in physical activities, or creating a vision board to set goals. As a visual learner, I begin my year with a vision board. Using technology as my handy tool, I gathered quotes that resonated with me and photos that brought me joy or aligned with my goals. I selected my favourite images from my curated Pinterest board to create a computer wallpaper. This way, whenever I open my computer, whether to write a blog or do school work, it motivates me to stay focused on pursuing my dreams.

Setting goals can take various forms. One alternative activity I engaged in was creating an ins and outs list. Whether writing yourself a letter or making a physical collage with images cut out from magazines, the key is choosing an approach that leaves a lasting impact, motivating you to work towards and achieve your goals. It's a gratifying feeling when you finally meet them.

Conclusion

Reflecting on the transformative journey of 2023 and embracing the new year, I value the various renewal rituals that shape our paths. Crafting a vision board has become a cherished tradition, utilizing technology to transform quotes and images into a daily motivator. The growth experienced in 2023, marked by self-discovery, has instilled a sense of peace and confidence. As I enter 2024, I am enthusiastic about prioritizing my passions, undeterred by external influences. The physical transformations, such as the bob cut, the hair extensions, and the raising Moose, symbolize embracing change and discovering one's true purpose in life. Lessons from 2023 taught me the beauty of life's imperfections. Moose, my Chihuahua, adds fulfillment, emphasizing the enduring bond between pets and owners. As the new year unfolds, diverse goal-setting approaches, like vision boards or ins and outs lists, inspire us toward fulfillment. Here's to 2024, a canvas awaiting experiences, growth, and achievement. Happy New Year, and thanks for reading!

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.