I think it's rare that you recognize yourself as living in the single best extended moment of your life. Often times I find myself looking back and saying, "I wish I could back to those days" when referencing the easiness of being a child, the craziness that was college, or my trip to Europe with my best friends. And at other times I'm looking forward to all of the future adventures I have yet to take. For the first time ever though, I'm feeling that THIS is the greatest time of my life, and I've never been happier or more at peace.
Sometimes taking yourself out of a bad situation is all you really need. Bells and whistles not necessary. It turns out that all I really needed was a change of scenery, a little sunshine, crystal clear blue water, and regaining my freedom. Suddenly, I morphed from a lonely, sad, and restless person, to a happy, and apparently really resilient one. It's funny that in a place where I literally know 4 people on the entire continent, I feel far less lonely than I was in the city where I had spent 7 years of my life and knew the majority of people my age.
It's also rare that I say that people have saved me. The hard ass in me would say that I can handle the world on my own and don't need saving. But truthfully, I had been in an unhappy slump for years and had no idea what to do or how to start over, or even if I had enough strength in me to do so. So, I just didn't. I had pretty much accepted my "fate". But this family offering me such an amazing opportunity really did save me from the hell that would have otherwise been my life for many more years to come, and I'm so so grateful for that.
So what have I been doing exactly? Friday and Monday were my first couple of days alone with the girls and everything went pretty smoothly aside from a few differences between words... Nappies/Diapers, Nickers/Undies, Rubbish/Garbage, Biscuits/Cookies, Whatever they call them/Braids, Whinging/Whining, etc. But aside from that, things have been great! My general tasks include: driving them to school and/or activities, making lunch, napping, coloring, and dancing, lots of dancing :)! I'm done at 4 daily and have Tuesdays, Saturdays, and Sundays free to do as I choose! This weekend, after so kindly being invited along as usual, I chose to tag along with the family, as I really had nothing better to do. They are the only people I know in this place, after all. So, we went to Ben's friends house for Father's day. They warned me that there would be lots of people, lots of noise, and LOTS of eating. I assured them that I was used to the Italian way of life, but boy were they right.
I walked into the multi-million dollar home in complete awe. The layout and decor was flawless and the view of the city was breathtaking. I walked outside and was immediately offered a glass of wine and a beer. Not a bad start. I then scarfed down a whole lot of appetizers, including fried cheese. This place was starting to feel a whooole lot like home, and I loved it. I then finished my generous slab of lasagna and was so relieved to finally be done eating. Then Ben whispers to me, "You know this is just the beginning right?" I didn't. I looked over to see the grill being fired up again, with about 25 steaks, countless sausages, and lamb chops. Salads of every kind being brought to the table as well. I waited for everyone to make their way up and I slowly tried to blend in. Maybe I could eat a little potato salad and some sausage, I guess. And just as I was scurrying away thinking I got away free, I saw a huge steak being slammed on to my plate. It appeared that I had no choice. So of course, I ate it :). And just as I was thinking of sneaking off to find the kids and take a nap, I got called over to take shots. We opened two bottles of who knows what and they started pouring them up. "Cheers!" I said multiple times as the bottles made their rounds. I still have no clue what I was drinking, but it almost made me hit the floor. My chest was burning for at least 20 minutes afterwards. Then of course we had dessert, which was a selection of 10 amazing cakes, custards, and pies. And I tried just about a little of everything. And after all of that? We headed to Julie's moms house for chinese food and more Father's Day celebrations. So, there goes my plan of staying sober and getting stick thin this year. Oh well :).
Overall, it's been an amazing (almost) 2 weeks. I'd be lying if I said I felt anything less than comfortable here. Of course I thought I'd have a harder time adjusting, or would feel a bit awkward living in someone else's house, but that's the furthest thing from how I feel. In fact, I felt right at home by day two. When I'm done with work, I choose to spend my time with the family. We talk for hours like we've always been lifelong friends and have dinner together every night. It really has become my home away from home, and I couldn't be happier about my decision to be here. Thank y'all for your support. And we all LOVE visitors if you're ever in the area :). As always, peace and love.