Winter in Toronto makes me homesick. The icy winds, the trudges in the slush and the treacherous ice remind me of the place I grew up in where daytime temperatures are above zero. On the days that I don’t feel warm outside no matter how many layers I put on, I long for the winter sun of my birthplace.
Winter also makes me nostalgic for family.
The short, cold winter days encourage me to think of the loved ones I left behind in South Africa. I remember the visits to family and friends: the conversations and meals we had together outside – winter or summer. I remember fondly the braais (barbecues), the games, and the conversations long into the night.
Winter is difficult on so many levels: the temperatures, the grey days, and the lack of family. The advent of spring brings not only warmer weather, but also the desire to go out and visit places – a desire that helps to fill the void left by the lack of close family nearby.
What nostalgia do you experience during winter?
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2015
(This post is linked to Five Minute Friday. The prompt is: visit)