Although I have been a horrible blogger this year, it is now time to wrap up this blog. After 3 years of sharing my views on British culture, teaching and travelling it is time for me to pack my bags and move back home.
Everyone is asking if I'm excited or sad and truth be told, it's a bit of both. England has been a huge part of my life-I made incredible friends, loved and lost, experienced new cultures, filled up pages in my passport and ate a lot of fish and chips. Most importantly, I got to spend 3 years doing what I love- teaching. Even though it wasn't always easy, I never regretted any of it and have come through the experience a much stronger teacher and person.
This will be the toughest part of me going home- not teaching. Not to say I will never teach, but it is a possibility for my future. It is something I have worked towards since I was 5 years old and the only thing I've wanted to do (besides being a waitress for a short period when I was little). Facing the prospect that I may be giving it up for good is terrifying. So what do I want people know? I will get through it. I may be sad, mad and frustrated but it doesn't mean I don't want to be home, I'm just adjusting- be patient and I'll find my way again. The benefits of family outweigh my career aspirations.
I read all these blogs from people who spent years abroad and then return home and everyone says the same thing- the adjustment period is hard. When I left Canada my friends and I had just graduated and were starving students living with our parents indefinitely. Now I have friends who are married, engaged, in long term relationships, being their own houses or even just following dreams and scoring teaching jobs near to home. Heck, when I left my sister was a wife and now she's also a mother! But I've changed too. I'm excited and terrified to come back and see how my new life fits in with their new lives- but more excited to celebrate their accomplishments with them.
3 years. 17 countries. Unforgettable memories.
Sunday, 17 July 2016
Tuesday, 16 February 2016
The Magic of February
I am a horrible blogger--not that I have many 'avid' readers but to my family who still check this--sorry that I haven't posted since October…oops!
Anyways, I came to the realization today that February is a magical month. And no, to my aunts who are one step away from arranging my marriage, not because of Valentines Day, but because of the amazing things that happen to me or occur in my life in February.
In my first February in England, I went on the most amazing adventure of my life. It was life changing, eye opening and clarified everything that I've worked my whole life for. I got to go to India, until I knew I was going, I never really thought about going there. However, its was the best thing I've ever done. For those who haven't followed my blog for the last 3 years, I got to go to India to help train inexperienced teachers on how to teach. I met the most amazing and selfless teachers who reminded me why I have wanted to teach since I was 5 years old. Not only was India magical because I'll never be the same after it (in a good way) but it also cured my 3 month battle with Bronchitis!
Last February was also a very magical time in my life. Not only did I get to go to Berlin, a city so filled with History, I could live there a year and still not experience everything but more importantly I got a nephew. In the very short time that I've got to spend with Collin I can promise you his laugh is like magic. It can make you smile in an instant and his charm and flirtatious ways are too adorable for his own good. If you are reading this you are probably bored to death of me talking about Collin so I wont spend anymore time--pretty much I love him to bits and miss him everyday.
This February, I got to experience some real magic--the magical world of Harry Potter. The film studio has kept everything possible in tact and today I got to see all the sets and designs and props that still exist. I was almost in tears just anticipating how amazing it was going to be. It was unreal seeing the Great Hall, Diagon Alley, the Gryffindor Common Room, Hogwarts Express, etc. I also got to taste Butterbeer and see some iconic props like the Sorting Hat. I grew up watching Harry Potter and after the first few movies, started reading the books and fell in love again. It was the coolest thing and I would go back everyday if possible and drink some more Butterbeer!
Overall, I LOVE February but if I had to chose one February as the best year--it would be last year when my sweet little Collin was born!
Hope everyone else has a magical February!
Anyways, I came to the realization today that February is a magical month. And no, to my aunts who are one step away from arranging my marriage, not because of Valentines Day, but because of the amazing things that happen to me or occur in my life in February.
In my first February in England, I went on the most amazing adventure of my life. It was life changing, eye opening and clarified everything that I've worked my whole life for. I got to go to India, until I knew I was going, I never really thought about going there. However, its was the best thing I've ever done. For those who haven't followed my blog for the last 3 years, I got to go to India to help train inexperienced teachers on how to teach. I met the most amazing and selfless teachers who reminded me why I have wanted to teach since I was 5 years old. Not only was India magical because I'll never be the same after it (in a good way) but it also cured my 3 month battle with Bronchitis!
Last February was also a very magical time in my life. Not only did I get to go to Berlin, a city so filled with History, I could live there a year and still not experience everything but more importantly I got a nephew. In the very short time that I've got to spend with Collin I can promise you his laugh is like magic. It can make you smile in an instant and his charm and flirtatious ways are too adorable for his own good. If you are reading this you are probably bored to death of me talking about Collin so I wont spend anymore time--pretty much I love him to bits and miss him everyday.
Overall, I LOVE February but if I had to chose one February as the best year--it would be last year when my sweet little Collin was born!
Hope everyone else has a magical February!
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