It’s hard to believe that it’s been almost a year since I was on an airplane.

When we left Western Australia for what we thought was to be a brief sojourn to Indonesia, the coronavirus was just being introduced to the world. We were still employed in China, and truly felt that the virus would be contained by rigorous governmental efforts. We thought we would be back in weeks, with our life returning to relative normalcy shortly thereafter. By March it was clear that this would not be the case, and with the virus running rampant worldwide, we decided to hop a flight back to Canada, feeling that this would be the safest approach.

Everything has dramatically changed since then, both to the world itself and also to me personally. The virus is still a massive global issue, with case numbers and deaths on the rise daily, and will continue to be until vaccines can be adequately distributed worldwide.

In November, Jaime gave birth to our son, the greatest gift we have ever received and a true beacon of light in these dark times. I already can’t imagine life without him.

As the one year anniversary of our life being turned upside down approaches, I thought it would be fitting to finally post some images of our last trip. The last images from our life before children. From a life before COVID. Here’s to the good times ahead, to the light at the end of the tunnel. I for one can’t wait to get back out there and show my son the world.