Sometimes in life you have to take an opportunity to see where it leads you. Over the past couple of weeks our humble house hold have gone through rolling emotions. Finally I am writing this post still a little shaken but at least on the horizon I see great things.
Ever since Isla has come into our life Roy and I have put a stronger value on the word family. Needless to say being a FIFO (Fly in fly out) dad is challenging, missing out on what your kids are doing and watching them grow up so fast. Isla turns one on Thursday!
Roy has applied for jobs randomly around the world so we can all live together like a normal family Monday to Friday 9-5. To us the novelty of being a regular family has always been a bit of a joke. I think the last time Roy had a normal job was when we lived in Brisbane and he still flew away at times for work.
After searching for jobs and applying for many, Roy has been given an offer. Which means we are moving. Our little farm is going to have to be transported to Northern New South Wales. We have a few months before the big move to get things organised. EEK.
Roy’s new job is looking after a power station in the northern rivers, a place he has always wanted to see inside of. He will be turning sugarcane waste into electricity. Growing up in the area it was a building he had always wanted to see what was inside and two weeks ago he got a very close inspection and now he will get to work there. Sometimes things are meant to be.
With Roy growing up in the Northern Rivers he has family and many friends down there so we will have a larger support network around us. We will have my sister and Roy’s folks around for babysitting duties. Who knows we might be able to go out for a night just the two of us for something special.
The sad news is leaving the farm. I have poured a lot of energy in to this place, planting trees, fruit trees and of course our deluxe chicken mansion along with our market garden. We still have a few weeks to reap the harvests from the garden but then I will have to hand it over to others or let it go. Just when the soil was getting better.
My heart is also sad as I will be further from my parents, which makes visiting hard, the move will put 5 hours between us instead of 2.5 hours. At the moment travelling with Isla for long distances can only be done at night time and that is exhausting at times.
Wow, I am still a little overwhelmed by the situation but in my heart I know it is a great move and I am happy that it is not Botswana.
Big changes ahead. Stay tuned. . .