In Congo we talked about buying a new house once we got settled in Canada. The house we bought before we were married was waiting for us in Calgary, and was a great little starter home, but the configuration of…

In Congo we talked about buying a new house once we got settled in Canada. The house we bought before we were married was waiting for us in Calgary, and was a great little starter home, but the configuration of…
If you’ve been following my stories for awhile, you likely may know that when we left Canada to move abroad, I was an Assistant Principal of an Elementary School in Calgary. I dabbled in the idea of teaching when we…
Preface It was the first night in our mostly empty house in Canada. ‘Mr. Lisa’ was still in Congo and I had that weird feeling of heavy responsibility of being in a new house, with new sounds and smells, in…
It’s a random Wednesday night and I’m sitting with a glass of wine beside me, typing away on my laptop while my husband showers, getting ready for an impromptu date night. The house is silent. There isn’t a child’s voice…
“Just so you know, I think you’re totally insane for wanting to do this.” That was my husband’s reaction as I lay out my plan for my journey back to Canada with our daughters.But let me back up a bit.…
It was nearly sunset and we were all sitting around lounge chairs at a rustic, beach-front surfer bar late Friday afternoon. Our driver had dropped us off, then he’d leave the car for my husband who would join us for…
I woke up with all the Friday feels and once again, looking forward to the weekend. You’d think the weekend would be anti-climactic when you live in Congo. Generally speaking, we’re isolated and there’s not much going on where we…
I often get asked about travelling with kids and one thing that seems to come up regularly is questions about where we stay. I have a hard time giving a direct answer to that question because depending where you are…
Can I get a drum roll please!!!!!!!! I started writing this book about a year and a half ago, in the passenger seat of our camping car, with a laptop on my knees, as we drove through the Skeleton Coast…
When we found out it was ‘official’ that we were moving home, I wasn’t quite ready to share our news with the internet world, simply because I wasn’t sure myself how I felt just yet. I didn’t know what to…