Real Life Friday: Being An Expat

I could have titled this post "Why I'll never have it all". Some of you may know, I am an expat. I was born and raised in Paris, France where my family still lives, and moved to Canada (twice! but that's a whole other story). 
While I overall don't mind living in a country that isn't mine (my husband would protest - but I do not consider myself a Canadian), some things are harder than others. Of course I miss my friends, my roots, and French food. But mostly I miss my family. And when I get to see them, it is absolutely amazing but it's not "real life". It's usually for short periods of time, and whether it is us or them, someone is always a guest. What I'm trying to say is, we don't get to live the day-to-day stuff. I often get a little envious when I see mothers and grandmothers taking a child to the park or a grandfather picking up his grandkid from school. I will most likely never have that. And it's okay. What I have is different and really, really great too. I've made difficult choices in my life, and I still believe they were the best choices for me and my family. But someone is always missing. I will never have it all. 


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