Leaving family behind

As the semester has drawn to a close, the thoughts about leaving my family and home pop into my head. It is always a tough experience that I must psych myself up to each time I return to study interstate. My family currently lives in Tasmania, so I generally get one or two visits home a year, usually for a good few months in Summer. However, this year as we all know, has been different. When I was readying to say goodbye to my family at the start of February, I didn’t anticipate that I would be back in just two months.

I have enjoyed my time back home, although it is Winter. It has passed so quickly as it always seems to do when I come back. Luckily, what has been different about this year is that I have been able to come home for a couple of months half-way through the year. When I return to Adelaide, it will only be another four or five months before I’m back home for Summer and working another cherry-picking season (yes, Summer will be here before we even know it!).  

It was a terrible global event that brought myself, my two brothers and my Mum and Dad all back home again. But one of the bright sides to this pandemic is that having my family together is unfortunately something that is becoming rarer and rarer with all of us off galivanting around doing our own things.

So, as I prepare for another departure for semester two draws nearer, I am looking forward to coming back and having a lot of fun and busy student life, but I’m also optimistic about being home before I know it.