New Years musings

So 2016 has had a bad rap. I guess that’s fair. I could easily reflect back and identify difficult parts as well; perhaps some of the hardest of our lives. But I can also credit 2016 for propelling us into the biggest adventure of our lives. And so for that reason, in my books, 2016…

Our favourite role, playing the tour guide. 

The most anticipated moment since we moved to Switzerland. Our buddies have arrived! Arriving to a glorious and unseasonably mild day in Zurich, we are finally reunited  with our besties. Getting to revisit our world through the eyes of those seeing it for the first time is such a treat. Especially when sharing it with…

Merry Christmas to all…

Never has it been more apparent to us that as long as you are with family, you are at home. We still talk of home as Canada but we have most certainly felt all the warmth of home here this Christmas.  The age of our kids creates the perfect balance of wonder and stamina meaning…

Still a few steps behind…

Nothing like being in a tournament you knew nothing about to throw you off your game.  I think we all know that I spend a good portion of my time here confused and perplexed.  I own that.  Had I taken on learning German with the tenacity of a fat kid at Halloween when we first…

Countdown to Christmas

We’re getting closer to the big day and I dare say we just might be ready to do this.  This week we stopped by the little tree lot we saw near the train station and picked out our very first Swiss tree. It’s about 4′ tall. Most of them were. Seems the Swiss like their…

Our view from here

Big week here. Our two very first Swiss play dates. Well, to be accurate, the play dates were in Switzerland with my two Swiss kids. The other kids were not Swiss but rather Polish and American. Baby steps…so far no Swiss families are trying to be our friends. We remain ever hopeful. I tell you…

Month 5 mark

Here we are, surrounded by unbelievable Christmas festive-ness which feels like being on a movie set. Except like every good movie there are always plot twists that keep you from fully letting down your guard. I feel like I’m always at least one step behind in figuring out life here. On the way to hockey…

December begins.

I’ve decided that I’m in training. Training for the vagaries of everyday life here. There’s a certain spryness that is necessary here. At any moment you may need to break into a sprint to catch the bus or train. Or, heaven forbid, the long slow run-of-shame back to the Bahnhof from the train yard. Without…