When you move country you choose which path you wish to take, whether or not to embrace the culture or stick to what you know best – being Irish. I’ve decided to mash the two together and embrace all my old traditions of this time of year and welcome the new. As the most wonderful time of the year soon began approaching so did the Canadian winter weather and of course our fur trimmed coats.
Sometimes I consider it luck + the rest of the time I consider it to be faith, determination + positive thinking.
When you pack up your life and move 4000 miles away from home you don’t really know what to expect. I knew that I had to grab any opportunity that came my way with both hands and so that’s what I did. And to my amazement I was welcomed with (after a couple of interviews + an aptitude test) a Fashion Jewellery Buying Coordinator position with Sears a mere 19 days after I had stepped foot in Canada. I was lucky enough to find a job in the specific career path I had always wanted and that would never have been in my reach in Ireland, for more reasons than characters available in my blog post. [Read more…]
Friday evening brought some unexpected colour to our condo, when Gary arrived home with a bunch of roses in tow. For no reason in particular I got a lovely little suprise and it sparked a cord with me. As I put them into the vase + placed them down onto the side table beside the framed picture of me & my granda. I remembered the song ‘Roses’ by Kanye West.
“Cause with my family we know where home is, so instead of sendin’ flowers, we the roses.” [Read more…]
Suddenly when you spend four days stuck in a 550 sq ft condo, minus two wisdom teeth and a mouth full of stitches writing a blog doesn’t seem as scary. Four months into my move to Toronto I was faced with my first big ordeal which was dental surgery.
I now introduce my two lobster claw