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    Reflective mood — Remembering the last eight years!


    I've definitely been in a reflective mood this week. It has been eight years since Darrell and I left for Spain in 2016. Looking back at that period can at times be traumatic. The circumstances behind our departure, and my reluctance to leave Britain, has thankfully become a distant memory. The life enhancing experience of living in Gran Alacant, has become a special reminder of a carefree period, that allowed me to recover from one of the worst periods of my life. Without Spain, I don't think I would be the success it is today.

    Spain certainly taught me a lot about life; the expat community, of which I was a part, was a great source of inspiration and hope at such a challenging time. These were the people that got me through some pretty dark days, when my Mother-in-law was diagnosed with cancer and Darrell returned home. All of them, always, without fail, lifted me up when I was feeling low.

    I have so many regrets about leaving Spain in 2018, but with my Mother also seriously ill and Darrell having to care for Mum in Australia more and more, it was a necessary departure. The timing wasn't great, with Britain voting to leave the EU, but the reality was, it just wasn't meant to be. Our dreams faded into obscurity, and we adapted to our new life apart from one another, as we spent time with our respective families on opposite sides of the World.

    Today I look back at my time in Gran Alacant with fondness and have nothing but good memories of the years I spent there. If I could go back tomorrow, I would; if we had moved there a few years before, I believe our life would be very different today. Still I can't change history and despite having to leave my dream behind, both Darrell and I are finally making a success of our life, in a way we haven't in the past.

    Sadly, people aren't the same in Australia, but sometimes you just have to do what is right for your future. Friendships and companionship is of course important, but earning money has to take priority. I could never have earned the wages I earn here, in Spain, and for that reason I am better off where I am. However, we will both be back in Gran Alacant at some point and hopefully retire back to the place we once called home!

    This week is also the first anniversary of us buying our first home in Australia. It has certainly been an eventful and expensive year. Nevertheless, It does feel good to finally have our own place again, especially during the middle of a housing crisis down under, and we were lucky to have been fortunate, in securing a mortgage at such a difficult time economically. I do have my moans and groans about Australia, but when I look back at everything we have achieved, I really shouldn't complain. This country has been good to us, in a way the UK and Spain never were, so despite my misgivings, we are now firmly rooted in Australian life.

    On Sunday, by way of celebration, we took a drive to Scarborough beach, where we met an old friend of Darrell's, Danae; She is a breath of fresh air. I do find most Australians rather stand-offish, so spending time with someone who has been welcoming and open has been heartening. With both of us working hard, we don't get a chance to see many people, when we do, it definitely puts a new perspective on life.

    After a week of soaring temperatures of 45 degrees, and with more to come, I am gradually settling into Australian life. The heat has never really bothered me if I am honest, and the sun has always brought a smile to my face, but I do understand why so many people get down because of it; at times it can be relentless.

    I still can't help thinking what could have been, if we had stayed in Spain, but on good days, like today, my positivity returns. I have to keep telling myself, that at least I am not living in the UK at the moment. Unlike the vast majority, I have been afforded the chance of a new life in a country far away from the unhappy memories of the past, and for that I am truly grateful… Now who could possibly ask for more!


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    Weekly Blog — Finally able to type!

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    So here goes, after a month break I'm finally going to do some typing. To be quite honest, my fingers are feeling a little stiff, but that can only be expected after so long. I have lost a lot of muscle mass in my left hand as well, which initially was cause for concern, until I spoke to my hand specialist this week. She explained that that was just part of the course. When your hand has been in a splint for so long, the muscles will become significantly weaker. With time and hand exercises, the hope is, I can build up the muscles once again and return to normal.


    This week I have had a wonderful four-day weekend. With Christmas well and truly over, I am back to having a Saturday off from work, once a month, and with Australia Day falling on Friday, I was able to take some well deserved time for myself. These extra few days have been much needed, especially after Christmas, and with my hand in a splint, it just feels good to relax, unwind and just take it easy for a change.

    Yesterday we travelled to Scarborough beach, here in Australia. Now, this Scarborough is as far removed from its British namesake as you can get — the pure white sandy coastline was a joy and there wasn't a fairground, donkey, or stick of rock in sight. This was the first time Darrell and I have been to the beach, since we arrived in Australia in 2022. Both of us just haven't stopped working, and haven't had a chance to spend any time on the coast. That isn't too much of an issue for me, since I have never really enjoyed getting covered in sand, but for Darrell, it is a great source of annoyance. I think if I am honest, we would both love to live near the coast again, as we always have, but the costs involved in Australia are astronomical, and certainly not something we would consider right now.

    Darrell and I had lunch at a lovely restaurant called Bay Bay's; the food was delicious and actually reasonably priced for Australia. The weather was decidedly cooler down on the coast compared to inland Midland and as I sat there drinking a few pints and eating my lamb shank, I really was transported back to our many times in Croatia. I have missed that European feel, and Scarborough was as near to that continental ambience as it gets in Australia. For a country with such a beautiful coastline, you would think they would make more of it — more bars and restaurants, please!

    Today, I have just got back from a rather long walk —  about six miles in total. I thought it was about time, I got back to doing what I do best, since I started my weight loss campaign in 2019. Losing weight has always been difficult for me, and this is the longest period I have managed to keep the kilo's off. Today, my weight hovers between 73–75 kg, up from a low of 71 kg. With this in mind, I believe it's important to get back to a level I feel comfortable with. I am aiming for 68-69 kg, so have about five or six kilos to lose.

    People keep telling me I am fine as I am, but I know my own body and want to get to a weight I personally feel happy with. It is a bit of a tall order, but I hope to do it by the time I go on to Vietnam in April. Planning for a holiday is always a great excuse for me to get fit, especially because of all the food and drink I will be consuming, while I am away. The only thing I need is motivation, that has always been my stumbling block, but unlike the past, I am surrounded by positivity, which makes the task that much easier.


    With my arms starting to ache, I think it's about time I stopped typing now. My Doctor has told me to limit the time I spend on the keyboard, so I don't cause any more damage. It really has felt good to be typing again, and I hope to eventually be blogging with gusto, as I did in the past. Until then, this was a great first step, and I am personally happy with what I have achieved today!
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