20 Jun My first and last shrimp on the Barbie…
5 months and 22 days.
That’s how long I’ve been in this vibrant Country.
the words, “I can’t believe how fast it’s gone.” Fly out of my mouth every chance I get.
How does time do this to us? How does it stand still yet move so quickly?
How do I feel like I just said goodbye to my family in the El Paso airport anxious and nervous about this huge trip ahead of me and now I’m saying goodbye to my Australian life in the Brisbane Airport?
How does 5 months and 22 days fly by when it was filled with so much adventure?
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. To be honest, I wasn’t doing many exciting things that I thought were blog worthy. I was working everyday as an aupair and just got into that routine. It ended up not being the most ideal situation.
It was hard for me to go from solo traveling and being carefree, with no plan. To a strict routine surrounded by kids and people all day. I could see my joy and love life attitude slowly fade. But I made a commitment and I was going to stick it through. If there’s one thing I do, it’s stick with something. When I commit, it’s on. If that’s with sports, jobs, friendships or relationships.
On the weekends I made a point to get out of the house and stay busy. I usually came and stayed at my Cousins house and had mini vacations at the “Field Family Resort.”
Because I worked in the morning and evenings with the kids I realized how much I missed my sunrise walks. So one of the weekends I took a sunrise walk along the Brisbane River. It was stunning. Instant happiness pill.
But I also wanted it to mean something and be personalized and just mine.
I went with my actual passport stamp and the oh so magical words I’ve lived by this last year, “Choose Love.”
I love how it turned out. It’s perfect!
I took my granny panties off one Friday night and checked out what the locals call “The Valley”
I had a lovely dinner and then a fancy night out. Drank wine, weird cocktails and ignored mostly everyone except an old black guy from New Orleans that was in a purple suit and gold chains. He was entertaining so that’s all I cared about.
With the day’s dwindling down I decided to ask the family I was working for if I could have the last week to do some stuff I needed to do, spend time with the Field Family and just have those days to conclude my Australian adventure, happy.
I moved into the good old room that ive learned to call home.
I spent the next week just getting things together to go home. Buying another suitcase, getting my wedding nails done, buying Aussie foods to surprise my family and doing things for the last time.
Emma and I took the Brisbane Ferry to Southbank and had a famous Aussie DoughnutTime doughnut.
She had the Nutella Filled which is pure nonsense
and I had a “all the feels.”
It is described as followed:
“A comforting chocolate glaze, topped with sprinkles and cookie dough pieces to see you through the tough times!”
And my last Friday in Australia had me in ALL MY FEELS.
It was such a great and beautiful morning.
Out of all of the things I’ve done while I’ve been here, being apart of the Field family has been the most unexpectedly greatest thing. I would’ve never imagined getting so connected to a group of people I never knew existed 6 months ago. They have housed me, fed me and most of all made me feel so at home in a different country. Family is family regardless of distance. I am so thankful for these people and all they’ve taught me. I will dearly miss every single one of you. Thank you for everything but mostly, for making my American Dream of what Australia is with a “traditional” Aussie BBQ.
Let me just me just throw another shrimp on the Barbie for you…
Shrimp in the Barbie.
Akubra cattleman hat.
the real Aussie Kelsey.
This was hands down the best way to end my time here!
Although “working” and not traveling was hard the last month, it was also really good. It made my trip sink in. I had time to sit and reminisce about these last few months. About all I’ve seen and all I’ve done. But mostly about what I’ve learned.
What I’ve learned about others.
Other cultures, other foods, other souls.
What I’ve learned about time. How slowly it moves when you miss someone, how it heals heartbreaks but also, how time, regardless of everything means nothing in terms of my life.
What I’ve learned about choice. How easy it is to choose darkness, but how inspiring it is to choose light. How in the midst of despair that clinging to hope and love is by far the only way I want to live.
There’s things I’ve learned I hate. I hate the taste of vegimite. But also the taste of bitterness. I hate not seeing the sunrise and my family on a daily basis.
But Ive learned the most about myself…
How Im full of life and I am happy in a genuinely raw way.
That although I have lost people in my life, I’ll never lose me.
I’ve learned that I’m fully capable of being alone, of taking care of myself and being happy. I’m good at making decisions and being independent.
I’ve learned I am a woman of grace and humor and I can live a fantastic life without much.
And That I can mentally block out problems or feelings that don’t serve me.
I’ve learned that I don’t need people that don’t need me, but that I might always love people that don’t love me.
And that running from your problems doesn’t make them go away. But being strong in the face of adversity does.
That you can remove yourself from a place and it will still be there when you get back.
But throughout this adventure I’ve solely strived and flourished off of being alone and dependent on myself, solely.
And with that, I have learned a life lesson.
That although I have the upright capacity to only love myself, I don’t want to.
I don’t want to be away from the people, things and community that bring out the
soul in me.
The fire in me.
The love in me.
I can live this adventure we call life alone, but I don’t want to…
And that’s the real lesson.
I want to be in a place
Where I get to smother my niece in kisses and play hide and seek in real life.
Where I get to hold my new baby nephew and learn how to use a peepee teepee.
Where I go to the lake and drink beer with the Happy Hour Crew on Mondays.
Where i crossfit with my sister and brothers and my crossfit community.
Where I get papa John hugs on the daily.
Where I show up to Morgens house and talk about life.
Where Sean drags me out to Bosque to see our favorite bartender.
Where my favorite bartender is also my best friend.
This place is my place.
And where ever that is, that’s where I want to be.
(It’s also where the Mexican food is and that’s important)
So, although I have 6 more months left on my Australian Visa I don’t have a return flight back to the land down under.
To be honest, I love this place and I want to come back. And I just might. But at this moment in time I’m going home and that’s the only plan I have.
So I might be home forever
Or a year
Or maybe just a month.
I have no idea and that’s okay.
Its all part of the Adventures Of Kelsey….
But the travel bug has indeed made its mark on me.
Stay tuned, because it’s never really over…
Thank you Australia for the most amazing 5 months and 22 days. I love you and the person youve let me become.
See you soon America!
“… And right then I fell apart and it was the most beautiful moment ever. Because right then I realized that at that moment I could put the pieces together how I wanted them to fit.”
Because it’s tattooed on me forever.