Rediscovering the joys of patriotism
Sunday, February 28th, 2010This is honestly the first time I’ve really enjoyed the Olympics, and I think I know why. I’ve really felt…well…Canadian the last few weeks.
It’s strange. I’ve lived abroad for so long now. Since coming to Scotland, I’ve felt more and more at home here. Scotland has become my home. In the back of my mind, I’ll always be Canadian, but I haven’t really felt a huge amount of patriotism the past 10 years. I’m not one to beat my chest every day and go on and on about it. I’m also proud to live in Scotland and to call this wonderful city home.
But this Olympics has really woke my sense of love and longing for home. Seeing the Canadian flags flying, watching the pride and excitement, it’s all be a wonderful reminder of why I’ve always been proud to be Canadian. And I’m missing my real home.
Tonight, I’ll be agonising with everyone else watching Canada play the US in the gold medal hockey game. Oh please oh please oh please. I’ve even brought out all my gear:
So I’ll be cheering madly for the boys tonight. And it’s been wonderful to be Canadian the past two weeks.
-j
