We arrived in Canada 3 years ago last Sunday .
3 whole years… it’s hard to comprehend that it has been that long since we said goodbye to our loved ones and drove out of our hometown for the last time. Time flies and all that.
I always get a bit reflective this time of year as I reminisce about our final months in England. I still miss my family and friends as much as I did at the beginning but I suppose I am more in a state of acceptance these days, I have learned to live day to day without seeing them all the time or even communicating with them for months on end.
I have made friends here in Canada but I am not anywhere near as close to them as I am to my English friends. Part of that is because we don’t share a common background, I never realized how important shared experiences were in a relationship until I didn’t have it.
But it’s not all doom and gloom, far from it in fact. These past three years have taught me more about myself than I even knew, I’ve seen places that I never imagined, adventured into the great unknown and come out of it as a stronger person.
Our family is more close-knit than ever before as we face the twists and turns of expat life together. And yet it stills feels like we are right at the start of our journey, new experiences and new places are still an everyday occurrence. Every July when we celebrate another year in Canada we are in a different situation than we were the year before as our lives are constantly evolving.
As we go into our fourth year as expats things will continue to change, this year will see the start of our application for Canadian Citizenship, our youngest son graduates from elementary school and will go to high school and Hubbie, who is in a permanent state of “itchy feet”, hopefully will make a decision about what he wants to do in his career.
Who knows what the next 12 months have in store for us but no doubt it will be as much of a rollercoaster ride as the last three years have been…buckle up!