Doomsday

November 8th, 2016 was the day everything changed. I went to bed thinking that when I woke up we would have our first woman president. OH HOW WRONG I WAS! I was angry, sad , hurt and utterly disappointed. I ranted on Facebook, I argued with friends, I strained relationships because I just did not understand how this happened. But it didn’t matter now HOW it happened…it happened and we are currently still living the nightmare that is 45. To be completely honest the outcome of the election is not the ONLY reason I decided to move but it was for sure the catalyst. Once my partner and I decided to move with our daughter, I started reading everything I could about Canada. I read blogs, asked questions on Quora but the one thing missing was voices from black people who made the move. There were other people of color such as Indians immigrating to Canada but I did not personally know one black American who had moved from the US to Canada. So from there I decided to chronicle my experience so that maybe I could help others in some way.  Today is January 2, 2018 and I hope by the end of this year I can successfully call Canada home.

Canada’s immigration process to apply for permanent residency is pretty straight forward and less convoluted than the US immigration process. The immigration process is a points based system and you get points for things such as your degrees, if you have family there, do you already live there, do you have a job offer, have you worked in Canada before etc. Canada favors young, educated people and even have a fast track if you meet a certain criteria. I am not that young but I still have about 30-40 working years left before I have to retire.

Why Canada you ask? Well I feel like it has all the pros of the US with much less of the cons. I plan to live in or near Toronto, where it’s culturally diverse with a similar weather climate to my hometown of Philadelphia, PA. Canada has great schools, universal healthcare, clean air, performing arts and more. It’s a 2 hour flight, 8 hour drive, and 10 hour train ride back to home. I’ve always considered living outside the US and it’s not too far from my family. My family and I are extremely close and even though I will miss them…I have to do what I feel is best for myself and my family.

This blog will help me stay on track as I make my trek to start a new life amongst our northern neighbors.

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