I’m sitting in a cafe in Mansfield, Victoria eating fruit toast accompanied by a mug of flat white. The coffee is good, the fruit toast is really good and the cafe is now heaving with people. As I sit here watching people come and go I realise I’m looking through a glass window at what life may have been if events in my childhood had of occurred differently.
Setting the scene
The reason I am in Mansfield is for a friends wedding. We’ve been friends since we were 4 years old and were inseparable throughout primary school and went on to the same high for a year and a half until my family upped and moved from Victoria to the Gold Coast in Queensland. I didn’t realise at the time, we were just kids, but it must have been really hard on my friend that I left quite suddenly and moved away so quickly. For me it wasn’t so bad because we moved into a small beach side cottage where I fell in love with the sun and surf and never looked back at my country living, markets, shows and horse riding days.
Back in the Country
But now I’m back in the country and my heart strings are being pulled at in a way I never imaged. As I sit here in the corner of the cafe reflecting on 37 years of life, I feel like I’m looking through a glass window at how life might have been if I stayed in Victoria.
I know that if I couldn’t live by the ocean, I’d need to be in the country surrounded by mountains, horses and adventure. It feels more connected to be living and working on the land, with fresh air and open spaces all around. Living life by the seasons, by the weather, toughing if out day in day out and wanting for very little.
I guess I need to thank the handsome guy that walked into the cafe (boots, jeans, check shirt and cowboy hat), exchanged a brief look which launched me back 25 years to wonder what might have been. I find it so crazy how you can feel connected and be moved by a complete stranger which forces you into a state of deep reflection. On the other hand I love that. I love how powerful this life can be if you are can listen to and feel what’s going on around you and most of all acknowledge things in the moment so you don’t carry unnecessary baggage into your future.
But then again…maybe he only looked at me because I am wearing a fluorescent pink trucker hat! Hahaha
P.S Post wedding…
It turned out to be quiet an emotional day. The weather delayed the outdoor wedding by 45 min to reveal the stunning clean crisp country air. Weddings are never fun going solo so I was missing my man but the most emotional part for me was seeing my friends step dad tear up when he greeted his newly married step daughter. Even the thought of it makes me well up now. He’s a quite gentle guy that has done so much for her over the years and to hear my friend thank him for everything is something to look forward to.