I was back in Vancouver the week of May 7 for a number of very special events. On May 7, 1992, exactly 20 years ago, I crossed the border on a Greyhound bus into Canada at Fort Erie, Ontario to begin my new life. It was my official “Day of Landing” – the day that I became a landed immigrant and my first step ever into my new country. What a ride the past two decades has been – a ride full of challenges, joy, beauty, sadness, wonder and lessons. The biggest lesson of them all? The tremendous power of persistence – to never, never, ever give up in the pursuit of a dream. I am a proud and grateful Canadian so it seemed fitting to celebrate the day with a dinner party for a few of my closest friends – some of the people who have been so instrumental in my happiness and success over the past 20 years.