Even though there are many days and weeks when I forget my roots (no not my “ROOTS”) I am always a little surprised at how much Canadian pride there is left in me. I never considered myself as being someone to leave the great white north if it were within my control, but I did. I don’t regret it, but I miss it.
This great post on moreinteligentlife.com got me all nostalgic this morning.
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