I obviously know how I got here - I took a 21 hour plan ride in June 2009. But I wonder "Why?"
HOWdid I leave my family and move so far?
I've made a life here in Australia. I have a house, job, car, friends......but my family is not here.
The sadness has set in.
It will be the 3rd yr, the 3rd Christmas and birthday spent with my family.
My birthday is the 26th of December. My family always made a big deal of my birthday being the day after Christmas. My Birthday always got over-shadowed by Christmas, so it was always made special for me.
I miss them.
I wish I could see them tomorrow. I wish I could call them tomorrow morning and say "whats for dinner?".
Every day that passes it seems like being with them is a memory instead of a reality. That makes me sad.
More sad for the girls.
Sad that they don't get to experience opening presents on Christmas morning and waiting for Grandma and Grandpa to arrive. My dad complaining in about how many batteries the toys take and how much time they take to put together. How the Christmas music with the fake fire place playing in the background sound. The brunch he cooks and worries about everything stay hot and warm enough to eat for everyone.