Goodbye, Canada. For real this time.

Leaving a place doesn’t happen in one moment.

Not when the plane takes off.
Not when the boxes are packed.
Not even at the goodbye party when I hugged my friends one last time.

Those moments went by too fast, too surreal. My brain couldn’t catch up.

Sometimes, the leaving lingers.

For me, Canada was like that. I left eight months ago, but it wasn’t until I sat down to edit this video that the goodbye finally hit me.

As I went through the footage, pieces of my old life flickered back:
the view from my apartment window, the bucket list I crammed into the final month, the scramble of selling seven years of stuff to strangers, the laughter and bittersweet moments at that goodbye party.

I started vlogging to document my life, but videos have become my memory keepers. And watching these clips now, I’m grateful I captured it all (:

Canada shaped me. And though I’ve left, I don’t think it will ever really leave me.

With love,

Sammie