Losing Language

It was inevitable. Our German was bound to get worse upon departure. The first year, mine seemed to remain intact. I was still feeling pretty German, and I spoke German almost daily with our German preschool teachers, with other German-speaking parents, and with our...

When to go Home

It’s hard to know when to go home. Situations arise back in Canada that often tug at my heart, wanting to pull me across the ocean.  Though we get to experience many wonderful things while living here, we expats also miss out on a whole lot. While we do have most of...