If you are still checking this every now and then, you know that I haven't been writing much these last months. I was going to say that I don't really know why, but really it's just that I just haven't felt like it. So I haven't.
I wasn't feeling inspired because it seemed like my life was in a holding pattern of uncertainty, which it was, really, because I spent seven months waiting. Waiting for a decision to be made by somebody whom I have never met that would determine my (and S's) future. For such a stagnant action, it is surprising how emotionally draining waiting can be. And I didn't want to talk about any of it publicly until it was all over.
But now I can say it: After seven months of waiting, I am now a permanent resident of Canada. And it feels absolutely freeing to know with certainty that I am allowed to live here in Canada with my husband forever.
PS. And I plan to post more regularly about all that has been happening recently.
PPS. Isn't Booboo the cutest (and most flexible!) cat ever? But, of course, I am quite biased...