Today I am off back to Australia.
Reflecting on my four and a half years in London fills me with mixed feelings. Mostly happy ones!
I have felt that I am leaving London because there is not much here for me any more. However after the weekend, my Mum would say, 'my heart is in a happy place'.
I have realised I have some of the most loving, caring group of friends here in London... and know that they will always be here if I do ever decide to come back.
I spent the weekend keeping warm in my favorite watering holes and giving about a million hugs before I left. I have been given some lovely cards, books, photos and a very cosy blanket for the plane :)
Feeling very lucky to have met such amazing people.
SO.... looking back... all I really have to do is to go back to the start of my blog and remember arriving off the plane to two beautiful little girls holding a big sign saying WELCOME VERONICA, a tiny baby boy and a slightly nervous couple, and thinking "Oh my god. what am I doing?!?'
I owe Kerrie and Matt SO much. Without them I would surely be homeless and hungry (among other things!).
But even before I landed in London, I was given the push to get on the plane. My folks have always been so supportive of what ever I do... even when it means not having me around for a few years! Would never of had the confidence to make such a big move without them being fully behind me.
ANYWAY, enough of that sentimental jibba jabba!
The pack up was epic.....
I lived in chaos for about a week and a half... until Mel came to sort me out!
Bless her and her funny hair!
it got a lot worse before it got better....
but we finally got my bag packed (thank you Dunker clan for the bag!)
Too bad about the rest of the room!
it eventually got a lot better...
But even before I landed in London, I was given the push to get on the plane. My folks have always been so supportive of what ever I do... even when it means not having me around for a few years! Would never of had the confidence to make such a big move without them being fully behind me.
ANYWAY, enough of that sentimental jibba jabba!
The pack up was epic.....
I lived in chaos for about a week and a half... until Mel came to sort me out!
Bless her and her funny hair!
it got a lot worse before it got better....
but we finally got my bag packed (thank you Dunker clan for the bag!)
Too bad about the rest of the room!
it eventually got a lot better...
1 comment:
...I've only just now (nearly March) been able to read your blog for fear of getting all upset...and damn it...even though it's been weeks and weeks I'm teary. Missing you ever so much Ron...we all do...sending lots of English love. Mwuah... and know that you'll always have a home wherever we may be. :)
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