06/17/2026
when we arrived in canada four years ago, i honestly thought (or maybe just desperately hoped) it would be for 2 or 3 years max, and then we’d go back home.
but now... i don’t even know where home is anymore.
my parents‘ house is still there, exactly where it always was. it’s the place you’ll always long to return to, where you’re always welcomed with the warmest hugs and your favorite comfort food. but where is our home now?
they say when things get tough, you just want to drop everything and move somewhere new. honestly, i never wanted that. but back then, we had to make that choice for different reasons. and as hard as it is to admit... it was the right decision.
celebrating every single holiday over facetime is incredibly heartbreaking, it really is. but at the same time, i’m so grateful our generation at least has this technology to stay connected.
let’s just cherish what we have right here, right now. because if the w*r taught me anything, it’s that nobody knows what tomorrow looks like, and we have to value every single moment. 🤍
to everyone who is far from home right now — i feel you. how do you handle this feeling? 🫂👇
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