I'm homesick. That much is certain. For the country I was born in. Scotland. Those closest to me have known this for many years. At least, if they don't know, then they don't really know me.
So, how did this happen? My homesickness. I have no idea. My family came to Canada to live in 1980. My parents had gone home on a couple of occasions, but never my brother or I. I don't know if he has ever felt homesick. I think my parents have, and still are.
I have had several friends throughout my school years who had Scottish heritage. My good friend Aaron, who passed away a few years ago, was a strong reminder to me of who I am, and where I came from.
And with Facebook, I was able to reconnect with some of my friends back home in Scotland also.
Then in 2015 I was diagnosed with breast cancer. And 3 years later, was informed that it has spread. I now have metastatic breast cancer in my liver, spine and lungs. So, the proverbial clock is ticking.
When I was first diagnosed in 2015, I realized that I really must find a way to go back to Scotland, before it is too late.
This year, my wonderful aunt Margaret surprised me with a 2 week holiday home. Two whirlwind weeks of exploring, visiting new places and seeing our old stomping grounds. Entering my home town of Kinross was overwhelming. I cried like a baby! But I knew, even as soon as I saw the landscape peeking through the low clouds as we landed in Glasgow, that I was home again.
And when the last few days of our trip were upon us, I became quite melancholy. By Saturday, I was an emotional wreck. And I felt no joy getting back on the plane to return to Canada.
Ever since being home, I have not been myself. I was extremely depressed for a very long time.
I came to realize (ok, admit) that there were certain things missing in my life. Things that are a part of who I am. And I realized that I was not fully being the truest version of myself. And as I said before, my days are numbered. So I need to live. Now. While I'm still healthy enough to enjoy what little time I have left.
So this fundraiser is to send me home for an extended stay and cover some expenses (including medical) while I am there. I am applying for my UK passport, as I am still considered a UK citizen according to my birth.
This support will help me live a lifelong dream of revisiting my homeland, and will mean the world to someone who just wants to live my life to the fullest while I still can. I don't mean I want to live extravagantly, just modestly, but I will need to support myself. I will need to find lodgings and set myself up with a computer, internet and cell phone. I do plan on finding employment (and will hopefully be able to sell more of my photography also). However, I will have to get all my "official" permanent resident paperwork in order before I can do this.
I have set the goal high, because of my health issues.
Any and all help will mean the world to a woman trying to fulfil what may be my dying wish. I am eternally grateful to all who help support my cause.
- Lisa Moore
- Michelle LePoivre
- Melissa Crosby
- Jeffrey Elsbrie
Fundraising team: Jen's Warriors (4)
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