“as time passes and speeds by faster than ever hoped for, know that these moments, the feelings, smiles, joy we have all experienced shall be forever apart of our life’s journey and there is no one else who I would rather shared it with and will miss more…”
5 Days, that may seem like a lot but in the light of day there is only, (stressing the “only”) 120 hours, that’s 7200 minutes or 432 000 seconds that remain with the people, experience and place which is now home.
As I write this blog I sit with the knowledge that this speckle of time is all that is left. 64 days ago a 21 year old woman from little Adelaide, South Australia ventured outside what is considered to be the realm of reality, college, university, settling down, accepting a life someone else planned…She took a chance, a risk, not only in career but personal growth and experience and boarded a plane to travel 13155.6 Kilometers or for my new American friends: 8174.5 miles to search the possibility that a dream for her future could become more then just a dream.
After 15 hours in the air, one stop over, aeroplane food, a stiff neck, she stepped out into a new country, a different culture, a new way of fast paced life that is Los Angeles, California.
Not really knowing what or who to expect, thoughts of whether this was going to be worth it, was this just a young girls vision which should only be day dreamed and never lived. Questions both positive and negative, though one constant determined thought that no matter what the fire and determination to try, experience new things, accept a new approach and perspective would remain strong.
Many people have said and will continue to say that this is not reality, that this not a true and real way of life, that this is simply a dream and to wake up…What a contradicting thought. How can this not be a reality, I am here, two feet planted on the ground, I am in Los Angels and have been living a life, bills, friendships, relationships, good and bad days, working hard at a craft, a career, seeing the truth from what was once just a dream.
I am no special person with the power to effect the weather, cure disease or change the world nor will I ever pretend to be, though there is one statement I am confident to make, I am the one person who changed my world. Not accepting the norm which was presented in front of me, not waiting around for a chance or opportunity to fall into my lap, I said yes to a life, new experiences and opened my mind to the possibility that, that dream a once young girl had could be a true and genuine life. I gave myself an insight into a world that is ours to live and experience which along the way gave me more then I could have ever hoped for. So I may not be able to do things others can, a handstand, fix a car engine, but if any small part of me has been able to effect the people whom I have met through this journey as they have touched me then I am content in knowing that the dreams, intention of this stepping stone of a journey which will forever lived have been fullfiled.
Until then;
Miss D
That was the most inspiring thing I’ve ever read. Very, very moving.
hmm…
really moving.and i’m glad you’ve become 8years better than your 8week experience…
remember…there will be signs…there will always be signs…
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