This post comes a little later than it should have and yet the emotions have not faded. Knowing that my date of moving is getting closer makes fills me with such a mix of emotion. Joy, relief, hope, doubt, courage and more recently. Peace. Everytime I put things in perspective, I realize that most things don’t matter in the grand scheme of things and this allows me to refocus my energies on the things that do.
On 3rd October 2017, I got the update in myCIC account, it said many things, but what stood out were two sentences A final decision has been made. Your application has been approved.
The following day, I received an update from VFS in Dares salaam. My passport was on its way back. The day it arrived – 8th October, I was in the middle of a management training session. I remember knowing that I couldn’t wait until the end of the day to look at it. So I got up, left the meeting and drove to the office where the fedex envelope sat waiting.
Exactly a month after I had laid my eyes on her, my passport was back! none the the worse for the trip but filled with news of our next big adventure. The fabled CoPR (Confirmation of Permanent Residence) was in my hands.
Now I know this is not the end of the story and I know that there are more hurdles ahead, No, it’s not going to be easy, yes, I ‘m going to be pushed far out of my comfort zone but still … I will persist and find answers to my ‘what if’
Alien in Canada 