uggh. I am very lucky in life, that I was able, with my husband, to retire at 55 and move to a caribbean island. I LIVE for my flights to Canada . I never want to live there again (would move home to belfast long before the mess that is Canada) BUT my grandmonsters, my daughter , my sons, all live in Ontario and I am counting down the days to my next trip to see them in September. I live in my fav place in the world, with my (sometimes annoying) lovely husband and my two silly standard poodles, not a care financially, amazing weather year round, but as soon as I get back here in september, I will be watching for my next flight. How do I become content? For context, We have a dedicated bedroom at our daughters home, complete with our own clothes that stay there, so never need luggage, and we own a car that is parked in her garage. We each seperately travel 3x a year up, so our grands see us seperately but every other month. My husband does one week, I always do 2 .I am on my September countdown , but would like to stop looking at Dec/Jan flights. Daughter and son in law and their 2 always come here in March school break, One son , single, comes a couple times but stays on a resort and just visits as he likes the party atmosphere, other son never comes as our daughter in law has a very serious heat issue (she really does, lovely person and we love her, but the heat brings her out in massive hives) I just need to stop wishing my life away