When I moved to Canada three years ago, little did I know that it would have become my second home. I was born and raised in St. Lucia, living there for 19 years. That is what I called home for all those years and I never once thought that another place would have been able to feel that way to me. I never expected that there would be another place that could be considered a home since I never moved around. I lived in the same house, in the same community, in the same town all that time. However, in those three years, Canada has become a second home.
Obviously I have my moments when I am sad or lonely. That’s expected when you are not with your family and loves ones 24/7/ and when you uproot your life to go live somewhere else. But Canada has welcomed me. It has helped me get out of my comfort zone, become more confident, more comfortable and most importantly, be myself. I see things differently and have been exposed to different situations, places and people. I do not think that living in St. Lucia as a twenty something-year old would have allowed me that growth opportunity that I needed.
Unlike other people, my mom had been living in Canada for years before I moved there. So I was not a complete noob and had to learn the ropes for myself by myself. I had someone to guide me step by step since she had done it all before. So I am really lucky to have had that.
Right now, I am not sure what the future holds or what’s next. But I think no matter what comes I am ready.
2 thoughts on “Calling Canada Home”
Howdy! This blog post couldn’t be written any better! Going through this post reminds me of my previous roommate!
He always kept talking about this. I’ll forward this post to him.
Fairly certain he’ll have a great read. I appreciate you for sharing!