Just like that, in the blink of an eye it’s July already. Seems like it was just yesterday the world was gearing up for the Christmas and New Years period and now half a year is gone. I’m sure everyone goes through this realisation at some point during the year. We get so engrossed in our day-to-day activities and work that we forget to take a moment and just enjoy the time we have now.
July is an interesting month for me. Fifteen years ago, my family and I, on the 11th of July landed in the land of the long white cloud. Co-incidentally, on the 7th of July 2017, I made my way back from Sydney. I have, time and again, reiterated that Sydney wasn’t exactly kind to me. Had I have had any other choice I would have tried to stick it out in Sydney longer, but it actually felt like all of the doors for me were closing. I ultimately moved back to Auckland, not knowing what the future had in store for me.
But sometimes taking a risk can pay off. Here I am, a year later, in a job that I love. I know material things don’t equate to happiness, but coming back home has allowed me the opportunity to buy a brand new car. I love being in a surrounding that I know and can grow in. But what is a lot different is that I’m a lot more grounded in my new job. In Sydney is the past year alone, I was here, there and everywhere. Don’t get me wrong, I love travelling, as we have probably established that. But living a suitcase life can get quite tiring despite staying at 5 star hotels in places like Singapore.
I do wish I could travel a bit more, but hey it’s all about compromise and finding where your true happiness lies. I definitely feel more at ease and in control of my life today than I did a year ago. For whatever it’s worth, Sydney was a great learning curve for me. The constant struggles with finding a place to live, to the horrible dates, to the moment of happiness I shared with someone – there was something in each lesson. Hey, if it wasn’t for that, I’d probably not even be writing this blog.
Until next time,