it's friday and this is whats making me happy

Come Sunday night, George and I will have been back home in Sydney for two weeks...already!!! I just honestly can't believe how fast time is going. It messes with my head. So many times of the day, I am overcome with a nostalgic/daja vu feeling which is really hard to describe but I know that it makes me realise even more that I belong in Sydney. It is my home. I am so happy and feel extremely lucky that I have the opportunity to be able to travel around and live in another country on the other side of the world. It has changed me and made me grow up and see the world from so many different perspectives. But at the end of the day, nothing comes close to being at home in Sydney with my family.

Especially since Eddy and Emma have came home (from living down at the snow - which is what I was doing this time last year) for a few days this week. Going for double dates over a scrumptious pancake breakfast then going off for beautiful adventures around the stunning bays of the city have been moments I will never forget.

Before Ed and Em came back to Sydney, George and I went over to my Grandma's house where she taught me how to bake her specialty sponge cake and had sandwiches and wine while it was in the oven. My Grandma and I regularly email while I am in England which makes missing her a little easier...but when I am in her company listening to beautifully romantic stories between her and my mum's father (who passed away when my mum was 11) I realise just how lucky I am to have the most beautiful, inspiring, thoughtful and kind Grandma in the whole world (I may be a little biased).

This weekend includes spending both Saturday and Sunday with my parents, checking out local farmers markets, going for a walk across the Harbour Bridge, meeting up with family for a picnic in the Botanic Gardens and just generally wishing time would slowwwwwww down.