I’m feeling in all sorts as today was the date Florian and I were meant to board our one-way flight to Paris to commence our international adventure.
On one hand I’m just incredibly deflated.
We worked so hard last year to tick all the boxes to make this a reality. We had my visa lined up, a place to live and settle in before looking for our own home and I even built my very own Parisian capsule wardrobe to ensure I wasn’t committing a fashion faux-pas.
It was the culmination of years studying French, the wedding and honeymoon all down to one day, which we knew we had to accept a month ago wouldn’t be happening.
On the other hand, I am feeling so grateful that the whole corona-situation is finally seeing the flattening we’ve been so desperately yearning for in the last few weeks.
There is news of a loosening of the restrictions, lower cases per day and toilet paper on the shelves that has many of us feeling more optimistic than we have in a long time.
Whilst the thought of Florian and I staying in Sydney is disappointing, it is far outweighed by the collective happiness I’m feeling from friends and family that life may have some semblance of normality sooner than we had first anticipate.
If anything, 2020 has taught me resilience, patience, adaptability and stress-management- all great attributes to put on my resume as I continue to look for a job.
I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, and when we all get there, let’s all celebrate like we never have before.
And us for Paris, it’s not au revoir, mais à bientôt.