Another still American citizen here . . . one who was once dismayed when the job offer I accepted with a corporation purporting to be a "cooperative" turned out to be wholly owned by a British Lord and would have promptly left that employment but for the fact it was a rough patch in my life and I had a family depending on me.
But over the decades since I have learned more about the world, about tradition and the importance of what genuinely inspires. And more about how shallow and hollow a lot of the rhetoric about freedom and independence tends to be, especially in the U.S.
By the time I became a PR my understanding and sentiments had evolved greatly, and there was absolutely no hesitation, no reluctance to swear allegiance to Canada's Queen when the time came, and I did so with emphasis, with heartfelt sincerity, and with a sense of commitment I had long ago lost for the land in which I was born.
Canada is far from a perfect place or society. The truth and reconciliation report is a recent reminder of how profoundly off course even good intentions can go (especially when exploited by those without good intentions). But for me this is the place, my home, and while I still have a driving compulsion to support and unite the proletariat around the world, I better understand how things are arranged in this world and the importance of a Sovereignty I can affirm allegiance to. I often wear my Maple Leaf pin, given to me at my oath ceremony, so there is no doubt about my loyalties. Hardly a day goes by without reminding myself how grateful I am that this great country took me in, gave me a home, and has made me one of them.