![]() ![]() Sleep a lot, sleep as much as I can while the kids are in daycare, because the last two years have been incredibly exhausting for us and my batteries need recharging. I’m looking forward to using this little sabbatical to improve my French, study, and finally work on the permaculture book I’ve been dreaming about and planning for years. Of course, the fact that my partner got a great job to support us also helps a lot, because after all, someone has to feed the fam, right? In other times, I’d freak out about leaving a job without a new one in sight, but I’m so sure that this is the right move for our family and the life I want to lead that I’m not even worried - I know everything will work out at the right time. This is just a small break in the new career path I’ll now focus on. Semisonic closing time lyricas how to#Working just for a paycheck has never made sense to me, and my time at Ecojustice has shown me how to use my skills, experience, and talent to advance the causes I believe in. Not just because I’ll be working somewhere else, but mostly because I have realized that I need more than money to be happy at work, and therefore happy in life. This ending at Ecojustice is also a new beginning in my career. ![]() I’ll miss them and my work dearly, but as my mom says, “You can’t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.” With part of the wonderful Ecojustice team in Vancouver – August 2021 It was wonderful to be inspired every day by my coworkers and to be part of an incredibly talented, passionate, and fun group dedicated to protecting the environment - the kind of people I identify with and want to be surrounded by. I felt so welcome at Ecojustice, and have never had a job that was so aligned with my values and beliefs and where I felt like I was doing something meaningful to create a better world. It was a painful decision to quit my job. It turns out, though, that Ecojustice cannot employ people in provinces where it doesn’t have an office, so Friday, December 10 will be my last day. I knew I would not be able to keep the job if I lived out east, but I had hoped to work remotely in another position. Other beginnings, however, are ending much sooner than I wanted, like my job as a communications specialist for Western Canada at Ecojustice. I was tired of having no perspective that things would ever get better - hoping that we could save up when the kids went to school, that we’d get raises so we could afford leisure, that we could miraculously one day be able to buy a bigger place in this (sur)real estate market. I was tired of spending literally my entire paycheck on childcare every month. Not just because of the gloomy constant rain - no sun to be seen for weeks on end - or the pretentiousness of a city that overpromises and underdelivers, but mostly because of the outrageous cost of living, which makes it impossible to live comfortably without constantly worrying about money unless you are rich. It was fun at first, but I just cannot stand Vancouver anymore. ![]() Some beginnings’ ends were long overdue, like the end of our time in B.C. Within five days we sold our condo and weeks later here we are: With plane tickets booked and a new job lined up, sorting out all the details that come with upending our family’s life. I playfully suggested to my partner that we move there, and to my surprise, he immediately agreed. This time, I was listening to a podcast about Quebec and the glaringly low cost of living compared to Vancouver. I never thought I’d ever move to Montreal - just like I never thought I’d move to Canada until the day I had a life-changing realization that it was time for a change. Now, once again, it’s closing time and I’m thinking about new beginnings and beginnings’ ends as, after almost seven years in British Columbia, I’m getting ready to move across the country and start over one more time. I thought of them when I decided to leave the business I built in Brazil, when I emigrated to Canada with two bags and lots of hope, and when my oldest son was born and I knew immediately that life would never be the same. The lyrics to this song by Semisonic always come to mind when my life is about to change drastically: “So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exitsĬomes from some other beginning’s end, yeah” ![]()
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