Letters Home #36 💌

Writing from: Banff, Alberta

Dear Ones —

Do you ever have the sense that you’ve been lowered a notch into a deeper level of the human experience?

I’ve never been a surface-level kind of person, and generally despise small talk and triviality. Some people might actually think I’m too serious, too sensitive, wound up too tight. OK, I know this because I’ve been told this. (Imagine if they heard my inner thoughts, not only what I express on the outside!)

Last week, I set off for Canmore with my youngest to finally buy flowers for the pots on my porch because we had been away for the first part of summer. It didn’t go the way I usually picture my annual flower shopping. First, we woke up to intense smoke in the air. The car was covered in ash. The wind was blowing wildfire smoke our way while a rainstorm was building. So, the sky looked ominous; the winds gusting with such force I felt the car shifting as I drove. I questioned whether or not I should get the flowers. But then with what was happening in Jasper (at the ti…