As promised yesterday, here is How I’m Really Doing. πŸ™‚

Life has changed drastically for me in the last few months.

This spring I went into hiding when a stalker tried to assault me in my apartment, I lost my grandfather and a very dear friend, and got seriously ill from mold poisoning then nearly died from three rare strains of Ecoli. My job was terminated without notice, I fell and severely tore the muscles and ligaments in my right foot, and went through a devastating personal situation. And that was only the beginning.

I honestly don’t know how I made it through this year. If it wasn’t for dear friends who loved me through every wretched bit of it, I don’t know that I would’ve.

If ever there was a time to start over with a clean slate, this was it. So in July I sold nearly everything I own, packed up the rest, and moved to Amsterdam for three months where I could be safe and recuperate.

Amsterdam canal

It was the best thing I could’ve done. I slept, I traveled, I wrote. I met up with dear old friends and dear new ones. I took thousands of pictures and went to counseling and watched movies. I ate and drank delicious things, went to physical therapy and was finally able to start walking again. I danced at my brothers wedding and had grand adventures with my family and friends in Italy during the wedding week. I cried, talked, and thought through things until they didn’t hurt so much and I could smile genuinely and laugh heartily. I got comfy in my own skin and grew stronger and braver.

Lake Mummelsee Germany

photo by Rita Reimer

Mid-October I packed up again and moved to Australia. I have two 6-month visas that allow me to work for room and board, so I’m living on my friends’ farm in rural Queensland in a lovely little one-bedroom house with a small porch that overlooks the bush. I’m having the time of my life learning how to mend fences, inoculate goats, and pluck chickens. I’m in charge of collecting eggs and sorting them for eating and incubating and I love it. I can’t wait for my first batch of fluffy yellow chicks to arrive.

sunny Australia

I have the dearest man in my life who loves me unconditionally and gives me so much happiness. We have been the best of friends for the past three years and now that I’m in Australia we finally get to have a real, in-person relationship, working together, going on real dates, and having long talks over coffee on the back porch. His kindness, honesty, and love have healed my very scared and broken heart, and I feel the luckiest girl in the world. Due to the nature of his job I won’t be posting his real name or pictures of him here, but you’ll know it’s him when I refer to β€œbear” – my nickname for him. πŸ™‚

Australian bear

I have such deep peace and happiness in this place, like I’ve finally come home. My health is so much better, no doubt due to all this lovely fresh air and sunshine, raw milk and fresh eggs, and knowing I am safe and loved. My ankle still troubles me every morning and evening, but I keep doing the exercises I’m supposed to and hopefully one day soon I’ll get to wear heels again. πŸ™‚

I am flat broke after all my travels, but so very happy. Slowly but surely I’m building up my accounts again, paying off bills, and living a very simple but beautiful life. It may sound crazy, but I’m actually enjoying the adventure of being poor. πŸ™‚ In the past I would’ve panicked, but I’m getting better at being brave. I’ve been through enough to know that I will be OK, and that worrying only makes things worse.

I have so much fun stacking up my coins on the kitchen table and deciding how to spend each treasured penny. I’ve been scouring thrift stores and sale aisles for good deals and am cheering on my newly planted garden. πŸ™‚ I learned how to butcher, pluck and preserve chickens this weekend and now have a freezer full of free-range chickens. Every morning I have fresh eggs from my chooks and raw milk for breakfast and they are delicious.

Australian eggs

Bit by bit I’m getting to know my hometown and environs, finding my place in this new land. I miss my beloved Washington and especially my dear people there, but I’m very happy in Australia and so grateful for this chance to start over.

How are YOU really doing today?