So it’s pretty exciting. I am going home soon. Home to my Mum who I miss so so much, my Dad, my brother, Muffin, Carrissa, Trevor, Sean, Alain, Luke and all my other friends and family – some who I know really care about me and have been thinking of me and sending their love even if they didn’t always say it and some who I’ve sadly discovered just couldn’t give a shit if I was in Sydney, Paris, London or Antartica (by the way I have not gone there if you have not been following my travels, you would have known that)

I’ve really found out so much about myself over these last few months and it definitely at times has been the most challenging, exhausting, confusing, thrilling, heartbreaking journey of my life. Heh not to mention expensive….

There really isn’t much left to say. I left Australia not really knowing who I am and I would be lying if I said now I feel 100% complete. But life isn’t that black and white. I think I knew that before. The last few weeks I have really felt confused about how I felt about coming home. Some people back home have kind of given me the impression that my homecoming isn’t a big deal to them and yes that really hurt my feelings. I mean I don’t expect some big fanfare but when you spend almost every part of yourself thinking about how things affect others, how others are doing, if everything will be okay if I just be selfish for a while then well sometimes you just want a little of it back.

But today I realise I have gained so much during the last few years of my life and of course this trip is something I will never, ever forget. But you have to take the good with the bad. I just wanted to leave Australia feeling like I was going to take sometime for me and hoped others might understand that. And for everything the universe has thrown at me, the good and the bad I think I am finally starting to feel grateful of it because it has so made me who I am today.

And now I know there’s more to leaving your home than just seeing those monuments for the first time. I think I finally proved to myself that yes I can stand on my own two feet but I’ve never liked the feeling of being alone and I am happy when I feel I belong. And so for those who have never forgotten me and contributed to every bit of my journey from my birth place of Sydney to beyond I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. I think you know who you are and whether I am coming home or saying goodbye I will never ever forget you

xxxx