Here I’m sitting on
my bed the bed at my host family enjoying the cool breeze coming through the window. I’M EXHAUSTED! I’m still stuck on Manitoba time and yet I’m 16 hours away from that. Yep, you read that right and for those of you that have been following then you probably put two and two together. I’M IN AUSTRALIA!!!!
The heat is incredible and the humidity is different. Needless to say, I already have a sunburn. I had not been here 24 hours yet and the sun is already attacking me 😥
But that’s ok, I should have applied not just two layers of sunscreen but five instead. On the bright side I got to see kangaroos, koalas, wombats, cockatoos and much more.
We had our orientation yesterday and it has only proven to me that this is where I’m supposed to be. I’m nervous, anxious but also joyful and anticipating the many good things that will come out of this year.
It’s going to be really hard to keep updating my blog but I promise you that I will be doing my best. I want to warn you that for the next 5-6 weeks I won’t have Internet. That means I won’t be posting anything but that’s ok as you’re probably tired of reading all about my nothingness.
And here for you enjoyment, a few pictures I took the other day.
You can still email me but I won’t answer back until training is done. I love you guys and can’t wait to catch up in 6 weeks ❤
And mom, don’t worry, I will be coming back home at the end of this year.
My Catholic Living
Ok so, as many of you know, I come from a farming family. It’s pretty cool because we actually get fresh milk from the farm instead of that expensive store bought stuff. MMM real milk.
When we want milk, we don’t actually go milk a cow but rather go to the holding tank that keeps the milk cool and fresh. MMM real milk.
Last night my mother asked my sister and I to get milk. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch basically right after supper (and maybe I was also avoiding going outside in the cold). Either way when I woke up the next day I knew we still had to get the milk.
It was in the late morning when we finally summed up the courage to open the front door and face that deep snow to fill those two jugs of milk. The blowing snow made it hard to even find the car but eventually as we dusted it off and cleared the window we thought we would able to make it. I backed out and thought eh I can do this. Then I saw more snow and told my sister we’re not going to make it. And she quickly replied Don’t doubt yourself, you’re going to make it! Continue reading “Stuck Because of Milk”
That was a beautiful honest confession. Those were the most beautiful words I heard yesterday.
I have both a confession and a story of grace for you. The confession is that I recently made the decision that I would restart drinking but only socially. This decisions wasn’t easy to make and I had actually consulted a few people about it as I really had not drank for about 3 years. Sounds legit right? Well long story short in just a few days I had completely over done it.
BUT I learned a lot from this, not only from the mistakes but from something else. From December 30th to January 1st I volunteered from something called Operation Red Nose.
The mission of Operation Red Nose is to encourage responsible behaviour (in a non-judgmental manner) with regard to impaired driving by enabling communities to provide a free and confidential chauffeur service to their members, the financial benefits of which are redistributed to local organizations dedicated to youth.
So basically I got to drive people and their vehicle to a home location. You can read more about the service here.
On the first day I was the escort driver meaning that I got in the person’s vehicle accompanied by a navigator and our clients and we were followed by our other main vehicle. On the second day I was the navigator which also meant that I was the one doing the paper work. The second time, new years eve and new years morning, was a bit more of a challenge as we had call after call. Our team started around 11pm and got back to headquarters at 3:45 am and had around six calls. We had 12 teams on the road and if every team had between five and nine calls that meant that around 84 people were home safe and didn’t have to worry about finding their vehicle the next day.
Continue reading “Confession Time”