Well the time has come, in less than 2 weeks me and my hubby will be getting on a plane back to the UKÖ..but not for good.
This will be my first return in 14 months and because I never intended to stay out here longer than 3, itís going to be a BIG reunion.
I flew out in absolute desperation last August, I quit my job on the spot, packed my bags and had stepped aboard a plane to oz within a week. Pretty much told my family Iíd be home for Christmas, and I guess I didnít lie, Iím just a year lateÖ..
After being separated from my fiancť for 6 months with no chance of him getting to the UK, I had to make the decision that would probably change my life forever (sorry be so clichť!) I left everyone to arrive here Ė no job, money, visa, friends or family but I had my man and a bag full of clothes!
And here I am today with a great job, a nice house, a wonderful in-law family, a lovely group of friends and a year of marriage under my belt! Iíve never looked back.
I do however miss my mom, dad, bro, sis & nan SOOOOO much, and that really is the only thing that sucks about oz, the fact that they canít be here.
I spoke to some fellow poms at the weekend that have not been here long and the resounding agreement was they had no long or desire to return to the UK. Maybe itís only after a long separation from the mother country you actually want to go back and remember it.
I guess what Iím really writing about and wondering is how I will feel when that day comes on the 23rd of Jan to step back on the plane to oz. The first time I left, I never had time to think, it all happened so fast. Now I have to actually say goodbye to my family, for real. I donít know when Iíll see them again Ė Iím the stay-at-home girl who went backpacking on a whim and wound up staying here!
But I reckon in the end, Iíll miss my family and not the country. Australia has become my life and I couldnít imagine giving it up or making my koala bear live in wet and windy BirminghamÖ.