You can now tag me #AlmostCanadian.
About 10 months since crossing the fenceless, welcoming border into Canada to live with, love, and marry Cori, the government has said I can stay.
Yesterday, a typical Big Blue Saskatchewan Open Sky Day, we drove to Saskatoon for the final interview to get my permanent resident card. We took the word “interview” as a possible quiz on each other; as it turns out, it was more of an approval of the paper work our lawyer had submitted for us in September.
This means I can stay here. The word joyous is an understatement, can you tell?
The other cards are lining up- I got a Health Card 3 weeks ago (still sorting out details on what it covers for my diabetes) and a Saskatchewan driver’s license today. The only thing I cannot do now is vote.
This opens the door for a possible summer road trip for us across the southern border.
Most importantly, it means a big step in the process of a forever stay here with Cori, under these open skies.