My sense of home has changed drastically over the past two years. I grew up in Kindersley, SK where my dad owned a small business and my mom was a teacher. Growing up in a town of 5,000 I was afforded many opportunities those in a larger centre would not have been allowed. For example, my town has an annual “Goose Festival” complete with a Saturday morning parade and goose plucking competitions. As a child, all the way until my Grade 12 year I was always in the parade, most recently in my high school’s marching band. It was so fun to march down Main Street and have people enjoy the music we played. After my high school graduation, my perception of home changed quickly as I moved out of my house the day after graduation to work at summer camp. Immediately after camp was over I moved to Regina, but had strong connections in Saskatoon as well. I felt like my home was a suitcase, as I was always travelling back to Kindersley and Saskatoon. It was hard for me to come to terms with my home changing, as I realized my residence apartment was what I referenced when I said “home”. Today, I am more comfortable with Regina as my home and although I don’t live in Kindersley anymore I will always have my first home to go back to.