This time last year we were ensconsed in a business class pod (they are so much more than a ‘seat’) on a Singapore Airlines flight, ready to continue our lives in a new country.
We were standing on the edge of a metaphorical cliff with our ‘old’ life in the distance and our ‘new’ life shimmering in the distance – all shiny and new and glistening with opportunity. Much like right before you have a baby when it’s all before you. You know life is going to change and it’s going to be wonderful but you can’t picture the baby or your future and all the joy and hurdles that will come your way.
It has been a year of contrasts.
A year of very, very high highs and a year of spectacularly low lows.
A year of wonders, and a year of terror.
A year of smiles and a year of tears.
A year of certainty and a year of doubt.
The one thing that has never wavered is our commitment to this journey. We’ve never once doubted that we made the right decision in packing up everything we knew and moving away from everyone we knew. It’s given us the freedom to shape our own family, to step away from the obligations and duties that crowded our Australian lives. To find out how we enjoy celebrating Christmas and birthdays and all the other minutaie of family life that are typocally shaped by the generations before us.
We really are well and truly blessed.