I’m Canadian. The passport says so. But I don’t feel Canadian. I feel like my home is elsewhere.
Can you guess where? (As a friend I mine would say: ‘I think we can classify that one under the category of NoShit, Sherlock!’)
So as my life changes and evolves and before the kiddo is too old, I need to figure out a way to live in the country that has my heart.
Probable? No. But you have to dream