Well. Time is running out.
I am only going to be in this country for 47 more days.
I made the decision a couple of weeks ago and basically decided that I don’t want to miss any more of my children’s growing up, particularly when one little boy starts kindergarten next year and the other is talking, growing and becoming a little man before I know it. I had never made my final decision on when I was coming back until now, which is why really I didn’t appreciate the attacking and disparaging comments that were made a month or 2 ago.
It has not been an easy decision at all. I have reasons to stay, and also reasons to go. If I made a list, there would be more reasons to go, but sometimes it’s not the amount of reasons, but the importance of those reasons.
This year has been a roller-coaster ride, but I have loved it all.
From finding the best American beer (Yuengling, in my opinion) , to downing way too many on a weekday night after work.
From consuming 20 too many chicken wings on a Tuesday night to throwing up in the same bar’s toilet on my birthday.
From checking out bands at the local venues (The 9:30 Club is awesome), to seeing Guns n’ Roses live in Baltimore (Oh yeah baby. Only 2 more weeks!)
From only knowing 3 people in the Embassy, to knowing dozens and making lots of friends.
From living on couch to couch every night, to staying with a wonderful person who has let me into their home and heart. (Thank You so much, Pip)
I hope that I won’t regret this decision, but I basically feel that it is the right one for me and my kids at this time.
So, time to start thinking about summer, cricket, Tooheys Extra Dry, Westies, Triple J, people saying ‘Mate’ and my friends and family, but it’s also time to not forget my time here, the things I have experienced and the people I have met.