Letting Go of the Old

I finished all my Nunavut permenent resident type paperwork today. It feels weird. I never thought I felt anything for my home province except a slight sense of embarassment to be coming from a place that many people in NB thought was annoying for thinking itself the center of the universe... I even came from the part of the province that people in other parts of the province thought was a bit self important. (This isn't percisely true - I'm absolutely in love with the landscape in my home province and I don't actually find Ontarians to be as snotty as people think, but I just didn't think I was attached emotionally to the idea of being one of the folks from the center of the universe) But I've always had a trillium on my drivers licence and as much as I really like Nunavut, I'm feeling just a twinge of sadness to let my trilliums go - I'm sure it'll pass, but as much as I've waited this long merely to avoid the paperwork - it feels like a big step. I guess its making a very symbolic commitment - not that I had any doubts about coming back, but I feel changed like I've had to put both feet on the same side of the fence.

Its not a real change - my plans are the same - I'm just going through the "letting go phase" and I think I'll quickly find that the ID you have in your wallet does not have any impact on what parts of the country you hold dear.