My trip to Australia was a whirlwind of family and friendship, sunshine and surf, love and memories. It made me homesick for the very place that I was, grateful for my culture, my heritage, my birthplace and thankful that it will always be home, that I can always go back and find comfort and confidence in my roots. It also made me appreciate my new home too. It's easy to think that the grass is greener at home when you have conflict with the new culture you are assimilating too. But the clarity I had was of the ways that Canada has shaped me for the better, the changes in who I am because of this new and wonderful culture and excitement for all that is to come in our time here.
I had a pretty intense schedule while I was in Australia. The thing I wanted most though was to have quality time with my family and I feel like I managed that amougst all that we did. Family dinners, where the food is good and the company even better are just a part of life and we eased back into that comfortable rhythm. Seeing my parents bond with my children, and all of the cousins together helped me remember just how strong those bonds are and that no time or distance will alter them. My home sweet home.
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