I love life in Morocco.
But the truth is I miss my family. And friends.
And doing things together that you do when you live in the same city. Like gathering at our favourite cafes for a good catch up. Or checking out the latest restaurant in town.
Special occasions are also difficult. Like birthdays. (I’ve already had to decline an invite to a sixth birthday party at Great Wolf Lodge!)
But also the simple things. Like watching my nephews play hockey. Or coffee with my dad while talking about life.
But today I missed having this little spooky trick-or-treater, on a normal day know as my nephew Nicholas, show up on Hallowe’en.
So while I did make this decision, it does come at a cost!