I was going through old pictures tonight from when I was back home in Singapore. (Didn't help that I was listening to Home by Kit Chan. This song totally tugs on your heartstrings! Ya, call me patriotic..whatever lol) It definitely brought back a ton of memories. It's just an entirely different feeling when I'm there. I miss taking the taxi and having enlightening conversations with the taxi driver. I miss how I can go to the hawker centers for cheap eats with good friends at any time of the day. I miss seeing my neighbours that are like family to me. I miss the daily family dinners we have. I'm talking about having my aunts, uncles, cousins over for dinner almost every night. I miss how all my relatives live fairly close to me, and we'll make time to spend weekends together. It's a crazy time, but we're always having fun and enjoying ourselves. (Maybe the Singaporeans overseas can relate. Well.. some.) The list goes on.. I just have way too many childhood memories there to name that I hold close to my heart.
My parents however, don't feel the same way. I think I'm the only one in my family that misses it enough to move back. To them, Singapore isn't the same Singapore they once knew. Granted.. it has changed A LOT since I've moved. But to me, it doesn't change the fact that it's where I grew up, and where dearest memories to me were made. Till this day, 10 years later.. I'm still Singaporean. And to be completely honest, I don't think I'll ever give up my citizenship. Don't get me wrong, I love Canada. It's been a blessing living here all these years. But I have this strong need to go back. I can't quite describe it.. but I just know I have to. Maybe not right now, but when the time is right.. I'll be home.