Woah. Back in this space. Its a little odd.

I can’t really claim that I took a break or that I was busy. One day, I just stopped writing. Mainly because I think I had no time (still true) and I thought nobody was really listening except my mum (hey mum!). But this week my country split itself in two and I felt the need to bash something out. Its been devestating couple of days. I NEVER cry over politics but I cried in the toilets at work.

I want to be clear that we never knew any of this would happen when we moved to Canada. We knew that we had to leave London and that we felt our options were limited. We craved  a huge adventure and were chasing our passion for each other and the world. Scotland was a true contender at one point and part of me feels that one day we will be drawn back there. But we did feel the urge to move to somewhere bigger, somewhere freeing, somewhere we knew our children would be loved and would thrive. Canada is not perfect and in many ways we are still very much at base camp but over the last few days, I have wanted nothing more than for the people in my life to be able to freely experience the undeinable possibilities that this country holds. I cannot imagine raising my son in a country which is so utterly divided. It’s really hard to sit here and know that we will probably be fine whilst everyone I love dearly is having to deal with such an immesurable loss and unrest.

From all the way out in Hamilton, I followed this one from beginning to end and for all the people who I love and left at home, my door is open to you. Whether you leave or stay, I know that you are the force of good will carve out a better future.




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