MY ISLAND HOME!!!

ARGHHHH

I own no words, and words can't do justice to how i feel right now.

I am coming home!

I'm going to Australia, after 4 years. Its hard to believe that i will step foot upon her beautfiul shores again.

I'll swim at Noosa beach, fish on the Noosaville river. Eat at the many fish and chip shops along Gibson rd. Walk hasting st. Wake up to the kookaburras. Smell the aussie air. Drink a VB.

But most of all i will be home. With my family and friends.

It all started after a long conversation with one of my girls who of course is an aussie and is also living in America. We met whilst we were both nannies, in Virginia beach.

I got feeling all too sentimental about aussie life and how much we both wanted to live it once again.

I never really checked the flight prices, as i always knew my wallet wasn't at all going to be able to compensate it.

With a new family and my motherly/wifely duties, the dream of one day going back to Australia was just that; A dream.

It was so random. I stand so strongly by the fact that god has a reason for everything that happens to you. This is one of those things.

Raishawn opened up an advert that must have been a popup. Him and those fingers, getting into everything.

QANTAS.

The red and white emblem stared me in the face and a little voice inside my head told me "Go on look, just for fun"

To my surprise there was a flight sale from Los Angeles to Brisbane.

Now heres the jaw dropping part. $760 return.

$760 return! Thats usually less than what you would pay for one way.

Being that me and Richard are collecting quite a hefty amount of tax in the next 2 weeks, i automatically get excited by the fact that we could actually afford to go to Australia.

After reading the terms and conditions, my eyes read the inevitable.

"Offer only good until january 26th."

Monday. 4 days before we get our tax.

"There goes that idea."

I lay awake the whole night, i couldn't shake the deal. It was too good of a price to pass up, but i was a rock in a bad place. Stuck.

I called my mum, to vent about how mad i was and how unfortunate it was.

My mum's tone got very serious and she said "Your not gonna pass this up are you?" "You can't!"

This next part is why i love my mum, she is not only the best mum in the world but she has always been there for me, regardless of how much of a shit i was to her back in my teenage years.

My mother went straight to the travel agent and booked our flights, payed over $3000 Australian dollars for them and called me back extremely excited.

"Your coming to Australia, you leave on the 21st of September and you depart on the 10th of October."

WHAT!!

She took care of everything.

I was speechless. Now ofcourse as soon as we get our tax, we will be depositing all of that money back into her account. BUT....

If it wasn't for her selfless act of kindness, i wouldn't be sitting here tonite, writing about how over the moon i am that i'm coming home and bringing my family with me.

I LOVE YOU MUM.

Thanks for being the best..

I will be seeing all of you very soon. I can not wait.

Ahhh.. sweet dreams about the sounds of Australia.