16th of November
I remember the first time we moved to this country. We were so full of excitement and filled with anticipation. We were curious to find hidden corners of the main streets and eager to see what's ahead of us. We were welcoming life at the best we could. We were embracing all the good and the bad experience. We cried, we laughed, we struggled, we won, we bled, we fell in this country in the best and in the worst way. As we were sitting on the balcony watching the neighborhood windows decorated with the flags, the kids playing basketball on the other side of the street, and somewhere out there the airplane parade was making a show, I realized that I've grown a love for this place. That this place, too, is somewhere that we've built a home.