Having recently been on a visit home during the colder part of the year, I have found myself reflecting on my memories of winter. Things such as running late for work because of the frost on my car, living in ugg boots, finding it hard to get out of bed and only fake tanning my top half. Things that feel very foreign to me now.
We are currently in our third year in Townsville and I really thought I had come to terms with what is to be expected from life in the tropics. Those days of winter feel like a long time ago now and yet, that small taste I had of crisp air last month made me desperate for more.
So until the day comes when we are hopefully back home for good, I have to be content with living in my memories of winter. I know there will come a day when I’ll be complaining about how cold it is again and while it may seem like an odd thing to look forward to, but I genuinely fantasize about it every day.