Birth of a Family

February 15

How do you explain what is home?

One day over tea, I tried to explain to a good friend in Louisiana why Canada felt like home. Even more than Louisiana and my home town. I stumbled and tripped over my tongue for quite some time when finally the answer came out of her mouth.

My family was born in Canada. As husband and wife, we had our first time alone. We grew when children were given and bought our first home. The identity of those four walls is everlasting. From there we welcomed friends, shared holidays, dug deep into the soil and entwined our branches with each other and another generation.

Having been through the loss of my family home and then a divorce, the new home was a saving grace and a dependable establishment for me to cling to in all weather.

My family was born in those seasons. My family was born in Canada. And this is home.

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