Tag Archives: Homesickness

In an effort to gain self confidence and deal with body image issues still remaining after my weight loss, I decided to take part in a 365 project focusing on self portraits.  My hopes are that after a year of taking a photo of myself ever day, that I will stop hating photos of myself, stop picking apart the things …

People often ask me what it’s like to live in Canada, and that’s a very difficult answer.  There are things you can say that generally apply to all of Canada, like the people speak English or love hockey, but when it comes down to day to day life and the people you interact with, that largely depends on where exactly …

There isn’t any one thing that I can pinpoint that I need to forgive myself for, rather… a period of time. After moving to the Netherlands, I was so incredibly miserable. I was 23 years old and ‘fresh off the farm’ so to speak.  I’d moved around a bit in Canada but that was all more of the same, moving …

Like most other things I notice when I go back home, this is something I only appreciated once I was gone.

I was working on this photo from Canada today and I found myself sort of amused because in a way it represents who I am right now.  Proudly Canadian but with a piece missing, the piece of me that belongs to the Netherlands now. Strange how certain things pop into your mind now and then, like how you can find …

I still haven’t finished working on my photos from Canada.  I took so many, and I hadn’t even finished working on the ones from France yet either.  I am way behind but I will catch up soon enough.  Here are some I have done already.  I miss the beauty of home… These photos were taken one afternoon while my parents …

There are two questions I get asked every single time I’m talking to someone here in the Netherlands and tell them I’m from Canada… Do you find it very different here compared to where you come from? Which do you like better?

After almost 11 years living in another country, it still amazes me how deeply I still love Canada.  Especially the east coast.  Nova Scotia is my home, Cape Breton Island holds a piece of my heart and is part of who I am like only another Caper could truly understand… I’m not at all homesick on Canada Day this year, …

Our other expat friends gathered together at our house for dinner on Christmas Day The hardest part about life as an expat is missing your family and friends, I don’t think there is an expat out there who can argue that… and in the age of Twitter, Facebook, and instant messengers, it’s impossible to isolate yourself in your own little …

We all know I’m terrible for taking long, agonizing walks down Memory Lane, right? Well… I’m at it again! Out of the blue a few days ago I started humming the theme song to The Littlest Hobo.  When I told my husband about it he had never heard of the show so I started singing the tune to him.  Then …

I just got back from dropping my mother off at the airport.  I’m a bit down and I miss her already but I’ve learned over the years that if I let myself wallow I can sometimes not drag myself back out, so I try to keep myself occupied until it passes.   When I got home I checked my RSS feed …