It’s all good, dad.

When you’re a kid, your world revolves around your parents. They are your teacher, your lawyer, your driver, your cook, your everything. And, most of the time, they become your model.

Growing up, my family didn’t have much. It took everything to my parents to find some savings for me to get a haircut. Our phone line and our tv cable were cut so many times, I don’t even remember one year it didn’t happen at least once. I remember one summer where we had no phone, no internet, and basic cable (3 channels with absolutely nothing good to watch). I remember doing nothing all day and being so frustrated that we were almost cut out from our friends. As a young teenager, it was hell. I often had to give away some of the money I made babysitting so that we could have food on the table.  It was soo bad, sometimes. Try to make Nutella out of chocolate powder because there’s absolutely nothing to eat from breakfast.

Anyways, our parents did their best, we all turned out fine and now I see this period of my life as a lesson about being happy with what you have. You don’t need that new coat you saw on tv, you already have one!

My dad always regretted not giving us everything he wished for us. But I don’t see it that way.

My dad is the kind of man who does the cleaning and the cooking. He is always very honest with us. He is a confidant, a friend, a dad, a role model. My dad shaped me into the woman I am today. He taught me simple things like to put my shopping cart back to where I found it, and not to leave in the middle of the freaking parking lot!! He taught me to be polite when invited over to someone’s house and to eat whatever food is served to you whether you like it or not. He taught me to like my neighbours, to help people around me, to never judge people by what they look like. He taught me to be socially conscious and not to act so selfish! My dad recycles, and does not waste food. My dad is the type of dad who is friend with your friends.

My dad is the most caring person I know. He would always play outside with us, draw with us, play board games with us. He would try his best to explain the world to us, and was always encouraging us to look for the answer. Everything fun I remember about my childhood, my dad is a part of it. He is often the first person I go to when I need advice, and he’s the opinion I respect the most.

When I go back to my hometown this summer, it will have been 2 years since I’ll have seen him. Being away made me realize how important he is in my life. You know what they say; you don’t know what you have until you lose it.

My dad is the reason why I am environmentally and socially conscious. He is the reason why I question everything. He is the reason why, in my opinion, I turned out to be a nice person.

My dad always said he didn’t give us enough, well I say he gave us everything.


Love with a capital letter.

I feel like writing today. I feel like writing about something positive and cheerful. I feel like writing about love.

I was very pessimistic before. I used to think that love we saw in movies was made up, inspired from the latest Disney princess movie. I used to think that love was like having a reeeaalllyy good friend. So I experienced girl/guy relationships without even expecting more than a good time.. in bed. It went on like that for a few years, I was having fun; having given up on finding Love with a capital letter. Then, I met this guy. I still remember him coming in the room, drunk, a blue hat and Hawaiian shirt on. He was.. so obnoxious! After the party, me, my friend and the drunk guy walked back home. (I discovered he lived pretty close from me).

I had no idea why, but I couldn’t stop thinking about him, And I mean, it’s not like he gave me a good first impression. He was not even the type of guy I would usually be physically attracted to. But there was just something else about him. He had this little something.

We ended up hanging out together afterward because of mutual friends, and it started just like this. I didn’t see rainbows and butterflies, it wasn’t love at first sight (well maybe love at third sight!), but we just connected like 2 pieces of puzzles: a perfect match. Everything just fell into place so easily. Everything made sense. My old-self was still hesitant to diving into this crazy thing called love, but I did it; because he made me feel safe.

We had to spend the Christmas Holidays apart and when I saw him again in January, I just knew. I was in love! Me; the girl who thought this was just a fantasy! I experienced, for the first time, the honeymoon stage they call it. Man, is love ever powerful!

I ended up leaving behind everything and everyone I know for the man. I miss my home, but I have never regretted my decision. We have been together about 3 years now. We are not in the honeymoon stage anymore, but I love him more deeply every day. It’s a kind of love you can’t really explain; it’s the honeymoon stage type of love but with more wisdom!

We couldn’t be more different. He is strong-headed, impulsive, and ambitious, and I am, well, the OPPOSITE! But, somehow, it works. He makes me feel like I am the best person in the world. He lets me be exactly who I am. He never judges my crazy convictions. He just makes me feel like a million bucks.

Even after 3 years, I still miss him during the day when I’m at work. He still calls me beautiful and precious. He still makes me laugh. We still act like 14 year-olds, cuddling and kissing on the couch while watching a movie. He tells me things like “you make me a better person” and “I couldn’t imagine life without you”.

We are definitely not perfect, but we are perfect for each other. I still can’t believe that somehow we got to meet just because of my decision to go to the same university my friend was going to.

I never thought love we see in movies was possible until I met him. He is my soulmate.