The End Of An Era...For Now...
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We all hear the call for change. Sometimes it is the quiet voice at the end of the day that whispers "tomorrow, things will be different, I will be different"... and on we dream.
Sometimes we here the voice that roars to us at the end of the day to move on with our lives, to reach out and grab life with both hands and make the most of it.
It is how you deal with those voices that make us who we are. All we can hope for, is that the voices don't start answering back!
My good friend Lori heard those voices, and some others that I should not talk about now. She felt the need to change her life. Not that there was anything wrong with the life she had in Maple Ridge, Vancouver, but being the call of the world soon enticed her out of her comfort zone to travel the world with her dear friend Melissa, who hates me but that is a whole other story for another day.
The two girls traveled together until Lori felt it time to settle down and get a job in London whilst Melissa felt the urge to travel further and farther. As time went by, Lori would have experiences that far exceeded her expectations, that would take her places she had never seen with people she would have never known.
I was one of those lucky people. From the day she invited me to join her in Paris, I have never looked back. She did not just invite me on a holiday but gave me an opening into her circle of friends. All of whom have since become my friends and I have seen them many many times since. They are true friends, as is she.
Needless to say, coming to London was one of the best things the girl had ever done.
This time it would take the form of an epic during homeward bound. Albeit in the completely opposite direction. Stopping off in Germany, South East Asia, Oz, Kiwiland and a short spin in the states before reaching her awaiting home of Camerica!
In her short time over this side of the pond, Lori's smile and Camerica style has affected many people. I would say she arrived with no friends but leaves many great friends behind. This could not be farther from the truth. She has left none of us behind, we all know we will see her again. At some point in the future when our paths cross again.
Her going away party was testament to the friendships she forged whilst being over this direction. Granted many of us claimed to be there for Matt's going away not hers (they were going to travel together for the 1st few months of her trip), then again, most of us know Matt through her so I suppose she deserved a drink being drank in her honour.