Sitting at the front reception desk, in between answering phones, visions of South Melbourne Market pop into my mind. I’m walking down the deli/meat aisle and see so many friendly familiar faces. That lady who runs the chocolate shop, my “chicken guy” and the pizza guys who are so nice to my boys.
I shake my head and get back to work. What made me think of that place?
In the shower while rinsing out the shampoo, I see the familiar sights of the CBD. One second I see Bourke Street, lined with tourists and shoppers, the next I am along the river in Southbank, people watching with a coffee in hand.
Australia is part of me. My wardrobe reminds me daily. Jake goes to kick a soccer ball like its Aussie rules and I chuckle to myself. A boy on Cameron’s soccer team wears an Australian soccer top, little reminders are everywhere.
Mementos all over the house make me miss it so much, and my mind is obviously a little homesick too.