I’m back!

Sorry for not letting you know that I was going on a trip to visit my family in Québec, but I am slightly paranoid about letting whoever reads this blog know that there won’t be anyone at home for two weeks. Now that I’m back, I can tell you that I had a great time. I love being back in a place where everyone on the street (well, almost everyone) speaks French. I love spending time with my family and friends. I love revisiting places where I grew up. But what I love most on those trips is watching my son play with his cousin and second-cousins.

My nephew is 12. My cousin, whom I am very close to, has a 12-year-old and an 8-year-old.  (She also has a 3-year-old, but I have to admit our son doesn’t care nearly as much about her, probably because he is used to playing with kids his age, whereas older kids in the neighborhood don’t pay much attention to him.) All three enjoy spending time with our boy, and the love is obviously reciprocated. In Québec, my nephew walked hand in hand with my son on the beach and built Legos with him. In Montréal, my goddaughter and her brother played hockey and soccer with my boy, and laughed at his frenglish sentences.

Being much older this time around, my son interacted a lot more with everyone and left asking when we would come back. Ever since our return to Vancouver, he’s been talking a lot more about Grand-maman Marie and Grand-papa Lionel as well as about the kids. Those relationships are precious, and much more than my own, they are what brings tears to my eyes when I have to go.

I will always be torn between Québec and Vancouver. If I live here all my life, I will always feel like a Quebecker in exile. If I was to move back tomorrow morning, part of my heart and soul would remain here with the ocean and the mountains. There is just no way out of it, and I am slowly learning to accept this fact, as hard as it is. But a trip back “home” helps ease my pain because it shows me that even though my son will never truly be a Quebecker himself, he can still forge deep, long-lasting relationships with the people I love out there. And that is priceless.

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