I’d like to talk about luck, or more specifically the luck we have that we might take for granted sometimes.
I recently returned from a trip to Canberra after spending the weekend with my Australian family. The following day, my cousin’s girlfriend came to stay with us. As I was preparing the spare room for her arrival, it suddenly struck me how lucky I was to be doing so.
I’ve often mentioned how hard moving to the other side of the world can be – it is hard and I’m not minimising that struggle – but our move to Australia was a choice. We wanted to come here and we were lucky enough to be able to do so. So far, things here have been brilliant. Of course I have waves of homesickness and the feeling of missing out when I hear about things back home, but for the most part our move has been brilliant. One of the things that has made it so good is the people I have met or know here, specifically the family I am lucky enough to have in Australia.
There are some people who move to another country knowing no one else. There are some people who have no other choice but to move alone. Some people have to flee their homes and never look back. Some people arrive in a country where they don’t know the language, where they have never visited, where they have nothing with them but the clothes on their back. So whilst I have struggled seeing nights out that I aren’t there to go on or family meals that I can’t show up at, I know that the position I am in is an incredibly fortunate one.
It’s easy to forget how lucky we are sometimes. Inconveniences like a delayed bus or an unexpected bill make us complacent, but we are (mostly) lucky. I know that if we go back to England one day then I have a home, family and friends to go home to. I know if we stay here in Australia, I have a home, family and friends to stay for. I have a roof over my head, money in the bank, opportunity. I am lucky, luckier than I realise sometimes.
When things get tough, which they do and will continue to, I want to try and remember all of the things that I do have. Whilst I can’t get a hug from my family and friends when I want one, I can call them or message them anytime. Whilst I miss my old job more than I can ever express, I love my new one. There are times I miss wrapping up warm and facing the cold, but I can head to a beach and 99% of the time be guaranteed good weather. If you choose to focus on what you don’t have, you’ll never see what you do.
Luck is a real thing, but so is perspective. Once you shift your perspective, you start to understand how lucky you are. Once you realise how lucky you are, even the darkest of days seem a little bit brighter.