Today, The Internets will get flooded with mentions about Independence Day. It is not a bad thing, and I think that our American friends can use the worldwide virtual hug!
But July 4th has a totally different meaning to me and my family.
Twenty four years ago, we were moving back to Canada, after spending five years in Guinea. Of all the experiences my parents gave my little brother and I, I believe this was the most life changing.
As an eleven years old little girl, moving to such a foreign country was both scary and exciting. I can’t imagine the conversations Mom and Dad must have had before taking the decision to take their children overseas, to a remote village where nothing we had learnt about life applied.
It must have been frightening, to say the least, but within a couple of months, we moved from our North American…
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