Today

Good afternoon, Ms J.

I thought I'd be waking this morning with Meagan in the house, but I guess The Universe had other plans. It sucks, quite frankly, when I don't get what I want. But I can take some comfort in the belief that I'm getting what I need. Or perhaps I'm simply feeling the shock waves inherent in someone else getting what they need. Whatever it is, it stings a little.

I think I'll take a stroll around the 'hood. Maybe visit the grocery store. It's a gorgeous day here in Mimico. Sunny and 9C. Strange weather. It feels more like April than January. It's not that I'm pining for the bitter cold and blowing snow that defines Canadian winter, Ms J. I'm enjoying the milder temperatures. But it just seems so bizarre. Winter is not over yet, though. I'm sure February and March will offer up some cold and snow, more typical of a Toronto winter.

I'm going this evening to a party. A citizenship party. An acquaintance of mine, Nick, recently became a Canadian citizen. He and his wife, Chelsea are from South Africa. They came to Canada to escape the violent crime so ubiquitous in South Africa. I want to shake Nick's hand and offer my congratulations on becoming a citizen of my country.

I wonder how it feels to relinquish the citizenship of your native country?

Personally, Ms J, I can't imagine it.

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