So if your reading this, your reading my first blog post. I have so many things I want to talk about I don’t even know where to begin. Let me start with why? Why do I want to blog? It’s a pretty boring story and completely random, but I was driving home this morning from the gym and just had this huge feeling of emotion come over me. I felt so happy, so much love, so much content which led me to the thoughts of how different my life is now compared to well the last 5 years. I guess you could say fate may have led me to begin this blog – If your a believer in all that…Which I totally am!

A bit about myself. I’m originally from UK and made the massive move down under to Australia last Christmas. I can honestly say it was/is the best thing to ever happen to me. I’m a 22 year old female, i’m married to my soul mate – who i met when i was just 16 years old and have 2 beautiful fur babies. I guess that’s a little bit about me.

Like i said at the start of this post, i don’t know where to begin. There’s so many things I want to talk about, feelings i want to share. How can people choose just one thing to talk about? Maybe I’ll start with why Australia was the best thing to happen to me (apart from meeting my soul mate, of course) So on meeting my husband at 16 one of the first things he said to me was “before this gets too serious, i am planning on moving to Australia” i loved this idea and said how much i’d love to move to Australia one day. Did i mean it? Yes. Did i think it would ever happen? No.

I guess you could say since leaving school at 17 i never really felt like me. In school i had my girls around me everyday – life was easy, life was fun. Then i left, i was ready to begin my life as an adult. Me and my partner bought a house together up where he was from (45 mins where i’m from) 45 mins isn’t far i’d tell myself. This is probably when the feeling of not feeling like me started. I always had this feeling of missing out, missing out on just popping round my girls houses for a cup of tea or being able to walk down the road and see my sister and niece. Don’t get me wrong it was all worth it, I got to live with my hubby and we got 2 fur babies, and overall I was pretty happy. But trying to act all grown up meant I had to find a job. We may as well cut that story short or we’d be here all day – that one job…soon turned into 15 jobs later. I never felt right in any job i had, but looking back now i realise i didn’t even give the job a chance. This feeling would just take over me in the morning, I’d start making excuses why not to go into work? I’d spend so long feeling sick about ringing with some excuse i’d end up completely missing the start of my shift which would then make me even worse about ringing so i just wouldn’t call- they’d start calling me. I’d put my phone on silent pretending i couldn’t hear it. Once that happened i told myself “well you can’t go back now”. Let’s just say that happened for every one of the fifteen jobs i got myself. Why would i do that? I never felt right. I’d say to the hubby “i’m ready for my life to begin now- whatever that meant.

Then last February we went to a moving down under expo. That’s when our lives really changed, we got on board straight away and started our journey for the big move down under. Let’s just say to become a permanent resident of Australia is not an easy thing to do. In the following months, we had to do tests, interviews, go to London and let’s not talk about how much it cost! Then there was getting the dogs there (I lost count of how many headaches I got) Every time we’d spend more money i’d be thinking i really hope it works out – like what a gamble! Finally in the November after 8 long months – WE GOT OUR VISA!! That evening we booked our flight and then the thought of “shit, is this really happening” came over us. Every time i thought about saying goodbye to my family, i would just break down and hope we were making the right decision. FINALLY, December 7th came – the day of departure. We’d said all our heartbreaking goodbyes and we were getting on that plane. It was a long 22 hours, we just wanted to get there. Then we landed, I can still remember to this day the exact feeling I had stepping off that plane. Then it all clicked into place… MY LIFE HAD BEGUN. Call it fate, but this is where i’m meant to be, this is where i was always meant to end up. Even though i miss my family every single day, my life has never felt so perfect. That feeling of not being myself has completely gone, I have never felt more me than being here. I am so grateful for everything since being here, I feel so connected spiritually – and i’m not a spiritual person.

I have so many more things I want to say but I’m gonna wrap it up there as i’ve already written so much more than I was planning! If there is something your going to take away from reading this – I hope it’s that if your somebody who is feeling like something is missing? Then maybe something is. Don’t give up, go out there and find it. Try a million things, it doesn’t matter as long as you try! Fate will lend a hand and you WILL find what’s missing – whether it’s a place, a person or a ‘thing’.

Stay Tuned for more,

Much love!