Seven years. A lot has happened in seven years.



Seven years.

Seven years ago I got off a plane and landed in Sydney. I was sixteen, and when I returned home I told my parents that it was the best three weeks of my life and that one day I would return.

Flash forward to now and I’m in Sydney. I’ve been here four months after booking a one way ticket: I have a bank account, phone contract, great friends, favourite hangouts and a postal address here.

I love the lifestyle, the food, the people and the beautiful things to see and do here, and the last few months have undoubtedly been some of the best of my life. Moving here was probably the best decision I ever made.

I have found true independence, learned to enjoy the luxury of my own company, picked up copious parenting tips, gained an appreciation for good coffee and distain of the not so good (become a coffee snob) and gained confidence in new and international friendship circles.


In 2017 I will return home. 

I am having the time of my life, but I anticipate with excitement returning to those I love. I have learned to look for the joy in every day, and I plan to use this blog to document 2017, the highs and the lows and finding joy in the journey.