I'm a first generation Canadian. My parents were Holocaust survivors who came after the war.
It wouldn't take me 30 seconds to demonstrate what attachment to Canada means if you were to look at my parents and the pride and the gratitude that they express in having come to Canada and having been given the opportunity to build a life over here.
Attachment means that you feel you have a responsibility to contribute to the upbuilding of this country, to add value to Canada, to enrich it with what you bring to the table. You can't do that from a distance. You can only do it by getting your hands dirty here in Canada, going through the winters, and for some of us, the mosquitoes in the summer.