Today is Augst 4th. That means that 2 years ago exactly we landed in our new country. It’s been 2 years since I last smelled those familiar scents that my brain associates to the word “home”.
For the longest time I repeated the same thing to my friends back there:
“We are living in Canada, but we still don’t have a life here”. ‘Cause we really didn’t.
I mean, there’s the people at work and the people on the street, but they are not “our people”. And, since the girls don’t go to school yet, our routine is kinda weird. It feels like a crazy long vacation. It just doesn’t feel real enough.
When we were in Toronto, I made 2 good friends. But we couldn’t stay there and we started it all over.
We moved to a place where no one would talk to us. It was a terrible neighborhood because we felt like we were being judged all the time. The neighbors wouldn’t even say good morning.
But a couple weeks ago, things changed. Thanks to the bed bug infestation in our neighbor’s house, we were forced (and allowed) to move.
We moved to a condo with a few more brazilian families. Instantly, we moved close to friends.
Sometimes we have dinner together on a Monday just for the heck of it. Our kids play together all the time. We laugh. We talk.
And yes, we all need support and we all need a friend right now. But these people have made me feel like we have a life here. They are our people. They make our phone rings and we make plans for the weekends. I am so, so happy they are here.
They almost make me wanna stay in this city…