It's been a year since I wrote this and it never felt more accurate than at this point. Sitting here looking out over the ocean, exploring a new city - yet what moves me the most is the person next to me. You really are my greatest adventure and I can't wait for the journey ahead of us.
"I often long for Sydney. And especially, I often long for traveling. To find yourself in a whole new world thinking: "Yup. This is home." I felt at home there. Walking up from the subway headed to the Opera House. I felt at home lying on the grass over Bondi beach with my wonderful friends. I feel, just like so many other travelbugs, a certain kind of peace in not knowing where to go next. An overwhelming calm in not having control. In being forced to realize that, right now, you can't control what's gonna' happend. And to love it. To accept and appreciate the moment for what it truly is. Constantly being pushed to grow. There really isn't much that can top that feeling.
I'm more than grateful to have had the opportunity to explore so much of the world. 22 countries. And to know that as long as I have my health, I will continue to search for "Yup. This is home"-spots.
However, I've now found home with the big H. And with him I know I will cherish every adventure twice as much as before.
See, I always used to think that home is a place. A house. Or a city. But when I met him it became perfectly clear that a home in fact is a feeling. A person. And my home, my love? Is you."