Do you like your name? Is it your given name, or is it a nickname – something somebody identified about you that stuck, however astutely observant or wildly inaccurate it may be?
I grew up with a very different name from the one I have now. I hated it…
When I agreed to become a “Trailing Spouse”, “Expat Wife” etc. I let my natural optimism carry me. I looked forward to change, new opportunities, seeing more of the world. I was excited.Oh yes! You could say I am the Queen of Naive Thinking! Continue reading
What does the term “expat” mean to you? If anyone had asked me that a few years ago, it would have conjured up images of sunburnt Brits on the Costa del Sol, eating full English breakfasts, wearing Union Jack shorts and waving cans of Carlsberg at anyone within shouting distance. Or is that just British holidaymakers in general? Continue reading
Back in England my life was full of Things but no Substance. Living on a shoestring here in Canada has been like slowly waking up from a long sleep.