Being at home feels like a big slice of heaven.
A big slice layered with friends and family and adorable baby nephews doing cute things. A slice slathered in thick coatings of love and jam-packed with fun days. A slice served with a very generous sprinkling of hugs and laughter and kisses and I missed you‘s and I love you‘s.
When you live halfway around the world from the ones you love, it is days like these that you treasure and put away in your memory box to take out when things get tough across the Atlantic.
My time at home was comforting and gave me time to re-energize and reflect. I spent the first few days asleep until ridiculous hours of the day and staying up all night. Strangely my sleeping routine was the opposite of the Canadian timezone. I even fell asleep during lunch on Christmas day and did not wake up until eight or nine at night.
I was home for three weeks and during that time I saw all of my best friends and spent a lot of time with my family and especially my Mum. We made a gingerbread house and baked cookies and watched movies and went shopping. I loved every moment spent with her and we are already planning our adventures for when my Mum visits Ottawa in March.
Whilst I was home I organised the next load of presents for birthdays that I would miss whilst back in Canada. I kissed my hamsters and drove my car and ate all the British food I could. With my best friends, I spent nights and talked for hours on end.
Christmas was different this year. It was the first year we would spend without my Grandfather, a man we all deeply miss and love. But it was also my nephew’s first Christmas. Mixed emotions were everywhere but my nephew Sebastian kept us smiling. At one point he ripped open a present with his two teeth and rode around the living room on Thomas the Tank Engine with a big grin on his face. Sebastian’s love warmed our hearts and reminded us of all that is good with the world.
We have a small family but we make the best of everything. Now we have a little angel in our lives, every day is blessed with his two-teethed grin and his patience with us adults. Which reminds me of a quote from the beautiful story The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. “Adults never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.”
Thank you Sebtastic for persistently giving us happy memories and for making my time at home that much more special.