My Alberta
This Is Home
I wasn't born in Alberta.
But somewhere along the way, Alberta became home.
Home isn't always the place where your story begins. Sometimes it's the place that slowly welcomes you, teaches you, challenges you, and asks you to become someone new.
I have fallen in love with this province.
With the Rocky Mountains standing like ancient guardians in the west.
With the endless prairie skies that seem to stretch forever, where sunrise and sunset paint the land in colours no photograph can truly capture.
With the northern lights dancing across cold winter nights, reminding us that there is still mystery in this world.
I love the forests of the north, the winding rivers, the badlands, the farmland, and the quiet country roads that connect villages, towns, cities, and communities across this vast province.
I love Alberta's diversity.
This land has been home to Indigenous Nations since time immemorial. Their histories, cultures, languages, and traditions continue to shape Alberta today.
Generations of settlers also came here from every corner of the world, clearing fields, building farms, founding towns, opening businesses, and helping create the communities we know today. Their stories are part of Alberta's story too.
Today Alberta continues to welcome people from every culture, faith, and background. We are not perfect. We have difficult history and difficult conversations. But we also have incredible resilience, generosity, and hope.
This post is not political.
It is about appreciation.
It is about travelling Alberta with open eyes.
It is about discovering small cafés in forgotten villages, watching storms roll across the prairie, hiking mountain trails, meeting ranchers, artists, Elders, newcomers, volunteers, and neighbours.
It is about celebrating what makes this province beautiful; not only its landscapes, but its people.
I hope these stories inspire you to slow down, explore, and perhaps see Alberta the way I have come to see it.
Welcome.
This is home.
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