Take us back to a moment this year when you experienced pure, unadulterated joy.
It’s mid-July. I land at YVR International from dreary Edmonton. My friend Leanne picks me up and drives me to my new home, which is her old home.
This place gives me joy like no other place in the world. I always stop to look at the landscape. I stare through the windows on the Skytrain. Sometimes the mountains distract me from driving.
This place gives me joy every day.