Our year in Vancouver has come to an end. We have been living in England for a couple of months now. The routine of everyday life is progressing. It’s about time I document My Handsome Man’s graduation from Vancouver Film School (VFS).
Living with a Writer
I love his creativity. I love where his mind takes him and that a lot of bizarre conversations start with the phrase “what if…” or the word “imagine …”. He stretches my imagination and has me exploring outcomes I have never considered.
However, he also has an amazing ability to procrastinate. It is a gift writers (and most creatives) possess. On the year abroad he would eventually reach the stage where his fear of missing the deadline outranked the fear of writing something bad.
Three conversations along the lines of “I can’t do this…” Then he would knuckle down, (occasionally pull an all-nighter) and produce a pretty decent piece of writing. Way better than I could ever produce.
VFS Graduation Ceremony
Every student in the class received a ‘Golden Bagel’ which is a bagel spray-painted gold. A participation award for each student, given by the teachers. My husband went through a phase of sharing different covers of Adele’s “Hello” to the teacher who awarded him his bagel. He would send her one, she would send him another, it was a special time for them both. His golden bagel acknowledged this and his love of fart jokes. My Handsome Man’s golden bagel was called ‘Adele just farted.’
He was one of the class representatives for Writing Class 50 at VFS. This meant that he and the other class representative had to speak at the graduation ceremony. I am so proud of what they came up with.
It’s amazing to be celebrating his graduation but, on top of that, I had several people coming up to me to inform me that “Your husband is a genius”. A compliment I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to. I definitely agree, though!
I am super proud of the work that he has produced in the year he spent at Vancouver Film School. He has a gift for writing dialogue.
Another role as a class representative was to organise the graduation afterparty. They chose Yagger’s, their regular pub. It was great to celebrate with the students and have the staff of VFS join the party.
There was a huge mix of emotions. The elation of “we’ve done it, we’ve finished the year course”. There was also the realisation that the students would be returning to their own corners of the world. No longer all together in Vancouver, but separated by oceans and thousands of miles. Us home to England, others to Brazil, Iceland, France, America.
It was a year like no other. It’s not easy to move to somewhere you’ve never been, to hang out with people you’ve never met. But I am grateful for the experiences we shared, the people I now see as friends, and that we took the opportunity to live in Vancouver. Not knowing the outcome, we jumped.
Vancouver will forever have a piece of our hearts.