The past few months have been a bit of an emotional roller coaster for me. I have discovered that ending a long-term relationship really is as painful as it seems in those romantic comedy movies, and that working out what you want to do with your life is extraordinarily difficult. However, amongst all of that turbulence I have also experienced a phenomenal stability that I think people sometimes take for granted. Through attending my third-cousin’s wedding in Paris and returning home to Perth for my Grandma’s 90th birthday, I have realised the joy that is family.
At first my return to Perth felt a bit like a roadblock – I was pushing hard to move onwards and upwards with my life and going to Australia seemed like a step backwards. As it turned out, what I really needed were some hugs from my mum and dad and to spend time with my extended family. With 22 of us heading down to Bunker Bay, staying in rather luxurious accommodation, eating great food and spending so much time together, it made me realise that no matter what happens in my life and how down or lost I feel, my family is always going to support me and give me hugs when I need them. And seeing my Grandma smiling and laughing with her half-brother from Holland and all of her 13 children, grandchildren and great grandchildren around her, it was so wonderful to realise the important things in life.
We woke up with the sun and an early morning swim in the ocean at Bunker Bay
So now I am back in Paris, revitalised from my 2-degree dips in the Indian ocean and inhaling fresh Australian air, ready to take on whatever new paths lie ahead of me. I am hoping these all involve a lot of food, good friends and exciting adventures. Allez-y, France! Je vous attend.
Return-to-Paris ritual completed.
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