My story started from a decade ago: full of hopes and dreams, a new immigrant family came to Canada from a country without Coffee culture. As we anticipated before, life was not easy for new comers – to meet new people, adapt to new culture, and master new languages and skills. In order to merge myself to this new country faster and more efficiently and fulfill my dreams, I went back to school. The load of studies and responsibility of taking care of my family exhausted me, and sometimes I was so envious of those people sitting in coffee shops and sipping their hot coffee at ease.
Although Tim Hortons could catch my sight almost everywhere and every day, I never thought about buying one for myself, and it just seemed far from me until one day - That was a cold, windy and snowy winter day, carrying my super heavy backpack full of textbooks, I entered into one building from outside after a terrible long day of classes - frozen, exhausted and with frustrating feeling across over all my mind, wondering if it was a right decision to abandon everything already well-established and choose to restart over . When the devastating thoughts overwhelming me, I found a Tim Hortons shop in front of me and then decided to get something there, with my first cup of double-double coffee flowing into my mouth and then stomach, a warm feeling rose up - like a comforter for my heart, all my negative thoughts seemed fade little by little. Sitting there and unscrambling my thoughts, I regained my confidence, courage and optimistic attitude when I left.
Right now, I have a job I love and my family is very happy and satisfied with our life. Through these years, one thing for sure, Tims has always been our friend and companied us going through every moment of hardship and happiness.