I wrote this during our last few days in Australia…
There’s too much going on in my head to organize this post, so I think I’ll just make a list…
>>> It’s hard to believe our time in Australia is coming to an end. For as long as I can remember I’ve been warned how quickly time passes you by. That before you can even stop to think about the present, you’re already living the future. That as you get older time will pass you by even quicker.
>>> I’ve learned a lot of things from my adventure in Australia, but one lesson I think will really stick with me is to slow down. We’re not meant to live our lives on the fast track watching our life happen before our eyes, we’re supposed to live in the moment and try to capture the memories as best we can. Since living in Australia I can’t even count the number of times I didn’t realize what day of the week it was or what time it was. I was working and living and not caring about how much time was left in the day or how many days away the weekend is.
>>> It was January and now it’s June. June = going home. I’ve been looking forward to going home ever since I left. Not that I wanted to come home right away, but I knew how great it would be to come home. Even going a few hours from home and coming back feels great. Leaving for 6 months and coming home is bound to feel awesome.
>>> I had to say goodbye to my goats this past weekend. My girls. Charlotte and Josie. The sweetest goats you will ever know. Go ahead and laugh at my love of caprines. I don’t care what you say; goats rock. I owe a lot to them. They helped solidify what I want to do with my life. I have hopes of owning a small dairy farm and selling artisan goat’s cheese. One night, in the anticipation of getting Charlotte and Josie, I was reading one of my new goat books, when I set it down, looked over at Jonathon and said in a very Minnesota/North Dakota accent, “I’m gonna be a goat farmer!” My girls were just the beginning of realizing my dreams.
>>> I have a new friend who was first our roommate. His name is Will and he is a writer, specifically of poems. He wrote us a poem that means a lot to me. Read it here.
>>> I’ve been reminded once again that language barriers are no excuse. Two years ago when I was part of a team building a house for a family in need in Guatemala, my mom and I got in a water balloon fight with a mother and her children. I don’t think I’ve laughed that hard and seeing the smiles on the faces of the children and well deserving mother was indescribable. A few weeks ago Jonathon and I, along with Will, invited Michelle, Liv, and Miki over for dinner and drinks. Michelle and Liv who are from the Netherlands, speak fluent English. On the other hand, Miki, who is Japanese, tends to struggle a bit. After dinner we played a game called Jungle Speed. Long story short, Miki quickly picked up on the game and we all had tons of fun. A night I will never forget.
>>> We have learned so much on this trip. Invaluable lessons that we will always remember. Lessons we’ll look back on as we develop our own vegetable farm. We couldn’t be more thankful to have had an opportunity like this.
>>> Today we left the farm. A place I have a feeling I will look back on often. A place of many firsts for me, as well as for Jonathon. We are so excited to go home and see family and start our next chapter in life, but I couldn’t help but be a bit teary-eyed as we drove past the farm this morning. Such a beautiful piece of land at the foot of an old volcano…which is a great thing when growing organic veg, the soil is top notch! It’s always hard to leave a place, but even harder when you don’t know if you’ll see it again. I’d like to think we’ll make trips periodically to visit friends and see more of this country as we’ve barely even started, but you just never know.
The list could go on forever, but I think I’ll stop here.