44. Proud to be a Canadian

It took 25 years and a lot of letting go but yesterday I became a Canadian. It was a day full of emotion – more than I had imagined. There was the overwhelming feeling of pride, of belonging to Canada after all these years. There was the pang of sadness as I let go of being a Brit. The joy of seeing so many of my friends there to watch this magical day. The amazing feeling of achievement. It was time and, with a lot of help from my friends, I made it to solid ground. Now, for the first time in a lifetime I will be able to vote. Imagine living a lifetime and never being able to vote?!


A friend of mine needed some advice and came armed with the most beautiful orchids. I love that people know me well enough to do things like that! Then, later, a client came and we spent some time preparing her for physio interviews. After that, onto BlogtV and spent a couple of hours laughing and being so grateful for our little “family” from around the world. A lot are still talking about our “Night at the Oscars” – apparently, they enjoyed it as much as I did.

It was a great feeling to be in the mall this week and have someone recognize me as DearMamaSal. It is always surprising when that happens. You can see the number of viewers but you never really appreciate that some are from your own area! Of course, on the other side, the person who wrote to me following my video on my nails had me cringing – he wanted a video twice as long with me just drumming my long nails. It takes all kinds, doesn’t it?

I am tired. It has been a busy couple of days. It is midnight and I am ready to just stop. Stop and rest. Stop and just be for a while. Be quiet. Be happy. Be grateful. Be proud to be Canadian. Proud that our little YouTube channel made it through to 6 months and hit 50,000 views this week from 128 countries. It has been a wonderful journey and I am really looking forward to what the next 6 months will  bring.

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