Maple Leafs and Summer Storms
This fall, I will have been in the USA for 14 years (Liberty All-Star 🙂 and will have spent 19 years in Canada. Rapidly approaching half and half and while I know that my time is unfairly shared each year between my home and nativeland and the land of stars and stripes; I have never seen myself as an “American.” I haven’t necessarily seen me staying in the US forever either…I had thought by now, if I were to stay, I would have found myself a lovely Yankee, hitched our wagon to a life in a US state and be raising a couple international children (CanAm :).
Alas, I am in the same relational state I was in when I arrived in the US in 1997 and now that I’m sitting back home in Canada I realize the thing I love the most is the ability to commute between both countries, maintain a life in both nations and see those I love when I’m home and return to others I love when I go back home 🙂
Yet, this trip home has me thinking, in ways that I haven’t before, am ready to find someone to “do life” with. I had a “Prince Charming” fantasy about this for years (thank you Disney) but not so much anymore. There is no “ideal,” just finding someone whose company you enjoy, who makes you a better person as you make them, and you choose to face life head-on together. Doesn’t seem like such a tall order, and I’m not necessarily fussy about which country this person is from, but in 32 years I’ve had zero success…maybe I’ll find it in 33 🙂