Well here we are another year almost over and a new one almost begun. 2010 has been a year of many ups and downs for us. It has seen us search for some where to call our own, only to find mountains that needed to be climbed prior to our triumph. Yet now we have permanently cemented ourselves in the Tasmanian Country side living the Australian dream of owning our own home – once again.
The journey has been long and hard the road full of twists and turns. The possibilities endless, yet the task at times daunting while also exhilarating.
Finally we have settled, made a mark on what is now ours and changed its look forever. Reflections now, are that of our dreams and aspirations, rather than echo’s of the past. The energy of our patch of soil is now changed forever, heightened by our enthusiasm, ready for any upcoming changes that lay ahead.
For me it has been a very strange journey – One that provides me with a sense of being connected and coming home. From the instant I shared breath with this corner of the world I felt at home. I had the need to fight for it, even though others at times were unable to see its beauty. I could feel the energy within and the beauty beyond one’s eyes.
Now as all reside in this corner of the world. I see a true contentment flourishing. A new dwelling has brought us many endings as well as many beginnings. Shifts in time and commitments that better reflect the family’s needs and desires at this point.
All who share and partake in this life here with me are more enthusiastic, more engaged and more involved now that one has the ability to mould and shape their world around them. We no longer live with the constraints of another, but rather with many possibilities that are only restrained by our own imaginations and the opportunities we take.
I foresee 2011 as a year were we each come into our own as we continue to build a life together that reflects our true spirits unleashed by our own patch of grass in rural Tasmania.
I say roll on 2011, we are willing and ready for your arrival.