I could feel the mugginess of the weather outside from inside the 15 hours worth of circulated airplane air. I was nervous, scared, excited and in a bit of disbelief as I started to disembark from the plane. I had made a choice like no other and I was determined to follow it through one way or another. If you had told me in that moment that I would still be in Sydney two years later, I would have never believed you.
January 8th marks two years from the moment that I arrived here to fulfill a goal and see what life had in store for me. It's been a perilous journey. One full of experiences that will never be duplicated and memories that will live within me for years to come. I've been exposed to a way of life that I had only ever dreamed of and I have seen places that people from where I come from never get to see.
Every time that I exit a plane and a new city or adventure awaits me, I relish the moment. I take it in and value it in a way that I can't describe. I used to lay in bed at night and think about how different life would be when I was able to have these adventures and here I am, living them. I have made a personal vow to never go back to how I was before. Life is meant to be lived and not just some hum-drum process to get through and I have to stay diligent with myself when it comes to that.
The picture above was taken of me when I lived in Atlanta and it always bothers me when I look at it because I remember that night as being such a depressing night for me. I don't remember why I was depressed but I knew that I needed a change and that I needed to shake my world up a bit and Australia has given me that. No matter where I go or what I do in life, I will be eternally grateful for the savior that came to me in the form of a country. I always used to think, "life will be better when I go to Australia" and, it is.