For as long as I can remember traveling and seeing the world was always in my dreams I even remember holding the atlas page against the window sunlight and tracing the line to all the places I wanted to go YES my younger self was a bit of a dorky dreamer but I was visualising my future plans.
Following our dreams was such a mantra instilled in us in my family especially one of my biggest supporters my Pa. He truly believed you can achieve anything you put your mind too and always pushed me to continue learning and experiencing the beautiful things life has to offer.
After many years of surprising doctors, staying positive and fighting till he no longer could continue fighting, my beautiful Pa sadly lost his battle with Cancer. This was a turning point in my life. I threw myself into working multiple jobs and saving every penny possible to purchase my flight to London.
I was determined to succeed in me visiting the town where my Pa grew up before he emigrated to Australia and where his many sisters and brother still lived as it was always something we we would chat about and I knew that he would have wanted me to continue to make this happen and in away he would travel with me in my heart.
Next thing I knew my working visa was approved and at the age of 22, I was on a one way flight to London with no idea of how long I was staying or where I was going to be working. With my savings, an open mind and overloaded suitcase, I was ready for the biggest adventure of my life.
Many said I would be back within months however my mum knew otherwise. After living in London for almost 3 years without a visit home I remember telling my mum London was now what I considered home and I couldn’t imagine life anywhere else.
However there was one slight problem, I needed to fly home to apply for my passport to be able to continue working and living in London. Even though I was so excited at the idea of seeing my family and friends there was a sense of sadness that I was leaving, even if it were for only a couple months. I cant truly explain how I felt. Maybe a fear of not coming back or I wasn’t ready to settle down like most of my childhood friends. I didn’t want come home to leave all over again and I wasn’t sure if I still had common interests with my friends. Everything was telling me nooooooo I want to stay in London. I love my life just how it is.
I know your probably thinking I came home got my passport and returned to London as soon as I could but things took an unexpected turn, catching me totally off guard. I found myself looking at my childhood bestie and neighbour in a very different way to just a boy from down the road who was a friend. And here we are 5 years later, living together in Australia – Yep settled down, totally in love, loving our life and about to board a plane as a couple bound for London but this time really just for a holiday. Yep I still love London and always will so I can’t wait to share it with my boy next door.
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Photographer : Ruby Golddust