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I have to get something out in the open.  You may have noticed my excessive posting.  I decided a couple months ago that I wanted to try to earn money blogging, and I read somewhere that writing a post every day for 4 months was a good place to start.  So, I’ve pressured myself to accomplish this goal.  What I’ve found is that my posts have become more of a chore than a joy, and the writing hasn’t improved through the process.  Phew, I feel better just saying all that.

My new goal is to write 2 posts a week.  Some weeks I will do more, and some weeks I might do less.  I hope through this new goal that I can focus on making a more quality post and find a bit more joy in the process.

MIght I add a warm welcome to my new followers, too.  I will say that the increase in posts have brought about 20 new followers, which is incredibly exciting for me.  Thanks for showing interest in this little blog.  And stay tuned for a giveaway when I reach 100 followers!

Have a great rest of your week, and Happy Independence Day to my American readers.  


Reflections: Australia



My time in Australia has continued to be a blessing to me.  I still deeply long for America sometimes, but I know we’re supposed to be here.  It’s funny how some things have changed, too.  For instance, I was skyping with my friend, Jessie, the other day.  She walked outside and I could hear the birds.  American birds!  Parrots have become the norm now, and I miss the cardinals and blue jays.  Crazy.

Daniel and I have talked lately about whether or not God moves people places or just wants us to live our lives to please Him and doesn’t care as much about where we do it.  I’ve thought of Jonah, in particular…a missionary that didn’t want to go where God was telling him to go.  I can relate.  I guess I didn’t have to be swallowed by a massive fish in the process, but I have, at times, been kicking and screaming through my time here.  I think, overall, though, it’s about soldiering on through those hard times and learning to see the beauty through the trials.

I believe wholeheartedly that God has called us to be in Australia.  Knowing this gets me through each hard, homesick day here.  And most days I love it here…most days.  😉

Flashback: Australia


Flashback posts are journal entries that I wrote in the past 4 years since moving to Australia.  I hope you enjoy.  Also, don’t forget to follow me on twitter and pinterest, and a huge “Welcome” to my new followers!  I’m glad you’re here.

Spring is in full swing here in Australia.  Birds joyfully share their new songs, the grass is lush and green, and the beautiful Aussie gardens are in full bloom.  This morning, as I walked through the small sweet town in which I reside, I saw several parrots fly by and thought how I’d like to live no where else.  Yes, I did have a dream about getting to eat at Cracker Barrell for the first time in 2.5 years.  Yes, I have a scant amount of clothes and shoes because I’ve hardly bought anything (but have rid my closet of plenty) because of the obscene prices for everything here.  Reflecting back on the last two years, however, helps me to see how God’s hand has orchestrated everything in my life, and moving to Australia has been no exception.

When I first moved here, I had a hard time…with everything.  I missed American food (particularly candy corn), I missed not feeling like a freak for using certain lingo, I missed my family, I missed my friends…well, you get the picture.  I missed everything.  I’m not sure that I fully grasped how difficult it would be to start over in such a complete way…and I’m not sure that I actually thought we’d be here for very long.  After about a year, though, things started to get better.  My parents got divorced, and I began to see that God’s hand was in my living overseas simply for the fact that I had to stay out of it (my peace maker heart always wants to help, especially my parents).  I began to see that I could stand on my own two feet, side by side with my husband in my new family unit, and we could thrive.  Lately, I’ve seen that God literally had to isolate me in order to get my attention…in order to show me that He really does care, even when it feels like no one else does.

So, here’s my favourite things about living in Australia so far:

1. The wildlife.  I see wild parrots on a daily basis.  ‘Nuff said.
2. The farming culture.  I am a city girl, and I’m sure that the people in my town can see that by looking at me, but I love having local produce, dairy, and meat available with out having to go out of my way too much.
3. Opportunity for small businesses.  Having started my own small business this past year, I am ever grateful for the opportunity that Australian culture gives to people that want to have their own business.
4. The weather.  Always fine and usually sunny.
5. Gardens.  Aussies are such amazing gardeners.  All I really have to do to see an incredible garden is look at my neighbors yards.  And there are parks everywhere displaying beautiful gardening, too.
6. The haven.  I remember considering Clark Hall my haven when I was engaged to Daniel.  It was a single room dorm where I didn’t have to have a roommate.  I was in heaven.  I could see the other girls in the hall whenever I wanted (and usually did get a fair bit of socializing done), but I could also close my door when I felt like being alone.  It was awesome.  I’ve started to feel the same way about Australia.  I have my life here, and I am safe from any hazards I may have had in America.  I feel safe and at peace.
7. The stars.  I can see the southern cross and the milky way!

Among all these things, I am so very thankful for my husband of three and a half years, too.  He is so kind and caring, so different from anyone I’ve ever met.  We have grown so much closer through this experience, too.  He is amazing.  Love you, Daniel.

Whether we’re here for the rest of our lives or only for a time longer, I will forever be grateful for the time I’ve spent here and the patience that my Aussie friends and family have had while I’ve whinged (whined) about my homesickness.

Your trooper,

The first step to recovery is admitting that it sucked.

Okay, I’m just going to admit it: My trip to the U.S. was a disappointment.

My expectations: A leisurely trip filled with shopping, good company, and plenty of spending money.

Reality: An incredibly “full on” busy trip in which my connections with friends, apart from one (Hi Leah!) was lacking and I ran out of spending money much quicker than I wanted to.

I just had to admit that to myself.  It wasn’t all bad, though.  My favorite part of the trip was my time with Leah, which I’ve already written about.  I did cherish the time with my mom, too.  She is amazing.

Here are some photos:


Me with the Leggo snow white display


Totally made out of Leggos.


I think I’ve been spelling Legos wrong. Oh well.


Another display from Snow White. The seven dwarves!


Some FL landscape


That log looking thing…in the distance…yeah, totally an alligator. Android cameras don’t have zoom, apparently.




Another view of the sunset.


Enjoying a cuppa tea.