I Love My Dad

This has been a tumultuous year.
Scary, challenging, exhausting, fun, exciting, and in true Tyrrell style, never dull.
But of all the things that this year has comprised of, the biggest and most obvious has been learning.
Learning about myself, about others, about trust and expectations, about life, and about family.
I learnt that my dreams might not come true, as much as i want them, but learning to deal with that is so much more rewarding than having everything work perfectly.
Before I went away, I didn’t really have a releationship with my Dad.
and the little interaction we had was mostly yelling and fighting.
I remember before I flew we had a massive argument, one of the last things I said was, I can’t wait to get away from you, and he said he couldn’t wait for me to leave.
It’s amazing that my dreams were shattered and the only thing I could hope for was a hug from my dad.
It took tragedy to connect with him.
And in the past 9 months we have become so close.
He was my teacher at tafe and my mentor at the caves.
he became a close friend.
Why is it that we have to hit tragedy before we can appreciate what we have?
I often complain about my life and not having enough, or not having what i want.
But I have been blessed with a great family, some great friends, and with trouble (yes trouble is a blessing).
But the biggest thing I have learnt is that I Love My Dad.

When life hands you lemons…

After another spell of life in the fast lane, even more self discoveries have come to light.
I had a Job interview with Anglican Youthworks last thursday, looking at a traineeship in Nowra.
I had a Trial with them from monday. WOW! so much fun, but I am so tired.
We did archery, a 4km Canoe, Abseiling, swimming, camp out, and hike.
It was great fun.
But I learnt that i’m still not well. Not well enought to commit to full time work, as much as I love or enjoy something, I am not phyically capable, and whilst its a let down of sorts, you have to find a way to make lemonade in your sour situation.
So I see it as another door to opportunities unknown.
I may guide, or work in retail…or I might just go on in the slowness of life. But it is life and I have found Joy in the wake of pain.
Life is more than black and white…

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