It's events like the Torquay quilt show, a church concert or the multicultural potluck dinner that gives a city like Estevan that sense of community.Since my arrival I have ventured throughout the city and attended many small, but very powerful events. At each venue I met amazing locals and others from surrounding areas that have touched my heart with their kind words and gestures.It was through these enchanting individuals that I've learned the true meaning of living in a small city where everybody probably knows your name; in my case, they usually do. It was like a co-worker had told me - if you lose your purse, the repairman will return it because he remembers you.Slowly but surely I am growing accustomed to having most of the residents recognize me. At first I will admit I was a little taken back by the kindness, only because where I am from it doesn't really exist. Usually if someone approaches you in the street they either want money, food or drugs.I am growing into appreciating the benefits of Estevan and what a smaller city can do for one's mental and physical health. I no longer worry if my car doors are locked and I often fall asleep not knowing whether or not I have locked the front door. It's just the fact that I am not scared.Coming from a big city you would not think twice to lock your door; as a matter of fact, you would use a dead bolt. I am no longer threatened by the unknown because, quite frankly, there isn't much one shouldn't know about Estevan.I do realize, however, that every city, big or small, has it's own set of issues, but I find if you keep to yourself and do not mingle in another's quarrel then you are more than likely not going to become a target. So now I sit back in my living room and turn on my TV, and finally I feel at home.
