A power sentence for each year of my life

1990  – I was born to the most amazing parents in the world, I would not be here today if it wasn’t for them!

1991 – My sister Sarah was born and despite all the fights we had as children, she has become my very best friend in the entire world.

1992 – I went on my first trip to the Philippines. I don’t remember it obviously but it’s amazing enough that I had gone overseas at such a young, tender age.

1993 -I really do not remember any big events that happened this year so I won’t be able to recall any.

1994 – I received my very first bike with training wheels from my brother. I loved riding around on that thing!

1995 – I was a flower girl with my sister for my auntie’s wedding in the Philippines. What an amazing experience that was and I felt honoured playing such an important part on her special day.

1996  – My first year of primary school. This was a very scary milestone in my life since I was so used to being around my mum all the time. I cried so much when she took me to school. I did not want to let her go! I also remember crying in class and my teacher was so good about it.

1997 -I celebrated my 7th birthday at McDonald’s which is where they used to run parties for children with games, cake and the like. It was such a huge and popular thing to do at my age back then. All children got psyched about it.

1998 – I moved from Thomas Chirnside Primary School to St. Andrew’s Catholic School. That’s where I met one of my first best friends who, sadly I have lost touch with and don’t see anymore.

1999 – I memorised a speech for the very first time that I presented in front of my class. That’s all thanks to my dad who taught me a lot.  Memorising that speech increased my public speaking skills and confidence that became extremely useful in my later school years.

2000 – I had my first family trip to the UK and America.  I missed a good three months of school because of it! But it was a great trip from what I remember.

2001 – The year of 9/11 and although this did not affect me personally, I do remember going to school that morning and seeing it all over the news. Such an extreme event to be exposed to at the age of 11.

2002 -I became one of the sports captains for my team ‘Padua’. This was a very proud moment for me as it taught me how to be a good leader.

2003 – I began secondary school at Mackillop Catholic Regional College and I missed my first two weeks because of being in the Philippines and I was nervous as it was. Everyone else in my class had settled in for that time! But Year 7 was not as hard as I made it out to be at all. It was almost like my last year of primary school!

2004 – Me and my family moved from our old address we had lived in for 9 years to a new double storey house not too far away. I still miss my old house though! It had the biggest garden.

2005 – I started my very first part time job in retail at a department store. I was there for 5 years.

2006 – I went to Japan for two weeks for a school trip. It is such an amazing country and I would love to go again. My favourite sights were Tokyo and the Hiroshima Bomb Dome site. I met the most amazing people there and the host family I stayed with treated me as their own.

2007 – My father passed away – I lost my best friend that year. He was my mentor and still is my hero and admiration. That was a very difficult time for me and to this day I still find it hard that he’s not around… We were very close and it was painful to lose someone so close to me at the age of 16. I do appreciate I was old enough to get to know him though.

2008 – I turned 18 and had the best party ever to celebrate it. Surprisingly enough, I did not have one drink that night. I was never into drinking until I turned 19. This is all feels like so long ago now.

2009 – I entered my first year of University and studied the Bachelor of Arts. I am very grateful for uni as I have made many lifelong friends from there.

2010 – I broke up with my first serious boyfriend of three years. I met him when I was 16 and experienced what it was like to be in love. I was very naive then. I thought I would be with him for life so this was a pretty hard year for me, one in which I really lost myself and had no direction in life.

2011 – I decided to make a change and let go of my past by going to the US in September and the UK in November, where I am still living now and plan to for a year. It was the best decision I ever made. I have learned so much and grown so much as a person. This is has been one of the most amazing experiences of my life!

2012 – It is still quite early into the year but I currently enjoy being in the UK and working at a local club where I have met some really awesome people. This year is the year to be all things different, and travel anywhere I possibly can! I love my life 🙂

I hope you enjoyed reading through the journey of my life so far. I can’t believe how fast time has flown over the years!

The power of acceptance

One of the hardest things to do in Iife is to accept. Especially when it comes to things we don’t like to accept. I had trouble with acceptance for a year and a half but I have really learned it’s power and how it has changed my life.

I have brought this up many times in previous blogs and I can relate to this issue again. After my break up, when I wasn’t feeling positive about anything, I could never seem to convince myself that things happen for a reason and that not everything is meant to be. I kept focusing on how I wanted everything to be the way it used to be and to be happy again being in the same position with my ex partner. But what I didn’t realise until late last year was that I had to accept that the relationship was over and there was no way to fix it anymore to go back to the way things used to be. I also realised I deserved so much better than how I was treated after the break up. That has definitely helped me a lot in the healing process. Accepting that I needed to begin a new life on my own doing different things was really hard because I couldn’t imagine living life differently to how I had been the past 3 years. That life was a huge part of me and I couldn’t let it go for a long time but once I accepted that things were going to be okay and that I would be happy again, it honestly felt like a massive load off my shoulders. All this weight that had been dragging me down had completely disappeared and I felt so grounded. It is such an amazing feel to wake up to everyday.

I also discovered quite recently that acceptance helped me in another situation. Over the weekend I had a tough time because of the lead up to the new year and I had been missing my family, friends and home a lot so I was feeling sad and stressed out about being away from them and I also felt stressed out at work, not being with family and feeling so exhausted behind the bar and feeling out of place because of not knowing my work friends well. I had a good cry over it and let everything out, and it felt good after that but those moments I felt so down reminded me of the person I was when I was around my ex and for some odd reason I kept thinking I was feeling that way because I always did when he was in my life. I was so used to feeling sad and not myself around him that it felt so normal to be reminded of him when I did feel sad and stressed out. Because whenever I was sad and stressed, it was because of him. But what I reminded myself is that it is okay to feel stressed and sad at times and my ex was not the reason I do get upset that way I have felt in the past. I accept that not everyday can be perfect and if I didn’t feel sad or a little bit stressed then I wouldn’t be human. Once you accept that things have to be a certain way, you are on the road to feeling so empowered and so liberated. Acceptance has helped me and still helps me a whole lot and it was so hard for me to get to this point but anything is possible and I know I will always succeed with this life tool.

Experience, adventure and a big world ahead

I left my homeland of Australia on November 20 for a cold and wintry England. There was a bit of a stuff up at the airport. I went through passport control at about 9:30pm,
going through the scanning procedures and reaching immigration which took a good 10 to 15 minutes. Thinking everything was fine, the officer asked me if I held another passport other than my British one. Totally forgetting to remind mum I needed my Australian passport, we didn’t bring it and so I didn’t have it on me. I was stressing out because mum and my family had already said their goodbyes and were on their way home. I basically had to turn back and exit passport control so I could make the phone call to mum for her to bring my Australian passport. Mum didn’t think I’d need it because I was heading into the UK so the British passport would have been fine to use. However, I was told I needed the Australian passport so I can return back home. Well that makes sense! I wouldn’t want to be restricted from getting back into my own country!

Anyway, I was stressing out a whole lot when I was back in the main international terminal because mum wasn’t picking up her phone and then we both tried to call each other at the same time and couldn’t get through. I was stamping my feet on the floor and hitting the wall going crazy over the fact I went through all the security procedures only for me to come out again and wonder if mum would make it back in time. I would call every 5 minutes to find out where they were and kept looking at the clock hoping the minutes wouldn’t go any faster and that time would just stop for me in this moment. I called my best friend who kept me calm but at the same time I was still stressing out. And it was weird for me since I’ve changed my attitude over the past couple of months and have been a lot more positive and relaxed. That’s why I wanted to keep calm. Because in the end, everything would have it’s way of working out. For some silly reason I kept thinking I’ll miss my flight and that maybe this happening was a sign I wasn’t meant to go to England. But that was just irrational thinking. These things happen and at least I was getting my passport back to me.

It turns out that things worked out, my family came back about the time my plane was due to board. I said my goodbyes again and thought to myself that seeing my family again was the reason the passport incident happened.

I rushed back through security and immigration and everything turned out fine. I made it to gate 11 and could see there was no sign of anyone boarding which I presumed would be the case because plane flights never board on time. Boarding time for my flight was at 11pm but I didn’t get on the plane until after 11:30.

The flight to Doha which was the stopover didn’t feel long at all, nor did the flight from there to the UK. So I was happy. I saw my cousin at the arrivals terminal and was greeted by a hug from him and my auntie Kate. It’s so nice to see your family when you haven’t seen them for a while.

I didn’t realise how big of a stretch Heathrow Airport is!

It’s now day three since I’ve been in the UK and I’m still adjusting to things. I am homesick but that will pass. The weather is very cold and England looks very different but I’m staying in a nice area. I’ve been into the local town and have got to know the main area and shops to go to. I also know the bus system and used it for the first time today when taking my cousins to school.

I’m looking for work and have been asked to go to a job shop in town tomorrow to be registered which is promising. Hopefully all works out and I am successful in finding work.

In the mean time, I’m trying to get used to things here still and hopefully I will find some new friends and feel more at home.

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