My last Canada Day, knowing that it would be our last in Canada for at least the foreseeable future, we travelled to Ottawa, the nation's capital. How fantastic it was to sing O Canada on Parliament Hill, with thousands of others, and watch as many people from the four corners of the world took their oath of citizenship to become new citizens. People from all of our provinces and territories were there and they were all smiling, all united in the Spirit of, whatever it is, what it is to be Canadian. We felt our chests rumble, as the 21 gun salute echoed around the city. We marvelled at the precision of the soldiers as they marched on the streets. Some cheered, others applauded politely, and some were hostile as our Prime Minister spoke- but no matter where we stood politically all of us listened. We all oohed and aahed as the fireworks lit up the night sky. We realised that even though Canada was not perfect, even though along with the good things, there are some problems, Canada was still a very good place to call home.