I went and had a reading the other day with a psychic. Not normally something that I am into but I felt I needed a little bit of clarity and thought why not give it a go. Blake and I went and saw a Palm Reader when we were in Hong Kong last year and he told us we weren’t sleeping properly because our bed was on the wrong wall. Came back, moved bed to opposite wall and presto! we have had pretty great sleeps since. So I thought, clarity, lets give the psychic ago. Anyway, long story short, she told me I need get creative again (so true) and I need to start writing again. So as a commitment to both getting creative and writing again, I am going to do one month of blogging. This was actually a blogging thing that started Wednesday two weeks ago but hey! better late than never. Day 1: My life story, in 250 words. If you want to link up, follow the button on the right. Here goes…
My life story, in 250 words.
1990 is the year I was born. In George. A town along the Garden Route, one of the most beautiful parts of South Africa. We lived in Mossil Bay (think that is how it is spelt) and my Dad was a Marine Engineer on ships. In about 1991 (Mum, please correct me if I am wrong), we moved back to our house in Port Elizabeth where I grew up in that house until I was 9. I adored that house. It had wooden flooring, high ceilings, french doors and a MASSIVE bathtub. To this day, those are the criteria for my dream house. At this stage in my life, I am happy to settle with floating floors and a massive bathtub.
2000 came and went. We moved to Australia that year. Everything change and everything was different. My dream house was gone and replaced by a 3×2 plaster board house with low ceilings and a bath you couldn’t lie down in. Whilst everything changed, moving to Australia was the best decision my parent’s every made (aside from marrying each other and have me of course – the decision to have my brother is still up for debate – jokes, love you brother x). We lived in QLD for 5 years and then packed up and moved to the Pilbara aka. Mars! Not fun but an amazing adventure. I am more resilient after living there than I could ever have been.
2008 – 2012. 2008 saw me move to Perth to start university. I had my first heartbreak at the beginning of that year. 2009 I worked for Cirque du Soleil and travelled around Europe. 2010 – I met my best friend and soul mate. 2012 – I finished five years of university. Finished & graduated with pretty good results. 2013. I graduate and started working a proper job. So far, I have learnt more about myself in the past 12 months than I ever could have imagined.
That’s is more than 250 words but it gives you the picture. My life is full of change and discovery and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Tell me about you? What is the most important thing in your life that you tell people about yourself?
***Edit: Received a message from my mum this morning. Apparently I was incorrect about a number of things. “Read your blog!! It’s fun. Sept 1990 moved from Mossel Bay house and Noosa is 4 bedrooms brick veneer!!!! Sounds sad with 3 bedroom fibro lol”. Corrections are underlined.