2 years down the line

Today sees me celebrating or perhaps commiserating. Why you ask? Well today marks the 2 year anniversary of landing in Australia. I can clearly remember the excitement mixed with trepidation as we disembarked the flight at Sydney. I managed to forget I had baby food in my hand luggage whoops! It was a warm evening and there were palm trees blowing gently. As we climbed into Gals mum and dads car I felt terrified. What the hell had I done. I did not know this branch of his family. I had no idea how I would cope in warm weather and I was terrified of creepy crawlies.

I can still remember the incredible tiredness that lasted a few days. The fact that I checked my shoes before I would put them on and gave the bathroom a thorough inspection before I could bring myself to use the loo. The terror was mingled with an incredible excitement. We had done it. We were  all embarking on a new life in Australia. Things slotted into place quite nicely in those first few months and despite the gut wrenching feeling of missing loved ones I was optimistic about our future.

I have told before how it didn't quite stay like that. Its been a tough 18 months financially and emotionally. So two years in how do I feel? I'm hoping easier times are around the corner. I could easily blame Australia for the bad time we have had, but I wont. Whatever happens I am still glad of the chance to live somewhere this unique glad that my children have experienced this.

So I shall drink a toast to celebrate how strong I am to have coped with all I have had too. I will drink a toast to celebrate how well my children have adapted. I hope Australia will forgive me if I also shed a few tears for what I lost and left behind.