A little over two years ago, I moved to Canada in search of an adventure. Sometimes I have to pinch myself just to make sure that I didn’t dream it; to make sure that I am really here. It has been phenomenal, incredible, amazing, challenging, invigorating, terrifying, frustrating, emotional, exhausting and everything in between.
After 18 months living in Canada I’ve seen my fair share of highs, lows, ups, downs and everything in between. I asked for change and that’s exactly what I got but now (ironically) I’m craving some stability! Oh the joys of an expat.
After a pretty gentle introduction to Toronto (weather-wise at least), it seems that Canada has a bit of a surprise in store for me. Winter is on the way and it’s forecast to be a tough one. When I first told people that I was moving to Canada due to arrive in Toronto in mid-February I was repeatedly told that I was out of my mind (or at least that’s the polite way of putting it). I never really understood what they meant, until now….
Initial thoughts on the move after roughly 4 months living in Toronto. I think it’s fair to say that I’m starting to adapt to life as a new Canadian (eh!)
Moving is a big step and with it comes a mixed bag of emotions. This is a post about the excitement as my departure date nears balanced with the sadness that comes with having to say goodbye (for now) to everyone and everything I’ve ever known.