A sense of refreshment and bliss always seem to follow me after I have returned from the country. I feel very lucky that my father is still living in the house I grew up in, it gives me the opportunity to visit the place I consider as home whenever I like. Nestled in the beauty of the Australian country side, I have spent my last 24 hours sleeping in my childhood bedroom, reminiscing childhood memories with my sisters and laying in the sun by the pool. Leaving this afternoon, I felt truly peaceful and ready to return to my dodgy little house in the outer-suburbs of Melbourne, but I have a problem - that I will admit.I always seem to assume, that just because I feel happy and at peace - that everyone else feels the same. It is unrealistic, and makes me seem a little self-absorbed but I think the source of this assumption comes from the difference of being around your family to suddenly being around acquaintances, room mates and innocent by-standers.
Your family, especially if you haven't seen them in a while, will have a smile to the moon and back from when they first set their eyes on you until the moment you say goodbye. It really justifies you existence by showing respect and making you feel welcome and loved. Then when you return to the city of strangers and people that see you everyday - being back hits you like the metro train in the face. This post is like a joke without a punchline - just some meaningless rambles of someone that wished they stayed at Dad's longer. The same person that is speaking about themselves in "second person" for no reason... I don't know what I am doing, back to speaking from my point of view.
Although the last two paragraphs would suggest that I am feeling a little blue - honestly I am feeling a-okay. Having some me time - sitting on the couch in my PJs with the house to myself :) The only downfall is watching my AFL team lose. Buggers have to whip themselves in to shape - on the tigers!
How are you my readers? Friends and curious strangers, absent mindedly stumbling upon this blog of pointless nothings.
In the spirit of the season, I would love to wish you all a happy and safe Easter. If you are spending your holiday season with the ones you love, such as family and true friends, hug them extra hard this Easter because you love them and they love you in return; and that is truly special.
Keep smiling - and if you are keeping up my blog entries, remember to expect the unexpected. In reference to what I may write next, you know as much as I do.
Happy Easter.
With love,
- Tessa Rose xx
Me, right now, in my comfy PJs =)
I often feel that way after leaving my family after a good visit. I am actually heading out this evening to see my mother and sister and I am so excited. When you're back home, it's as if every care in the world melts away isn't it?
ReplyDeleteYes I agree completely! A visit to the family always makes you remember how great the simple things in life are so therefore I find myself worrying a lot less about the pointless things I was stressing about before I left :)
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