My Second Home

My last week in Melbourne was spent with close friends. The weather was chilly - an indication of the end of summer and the coming of autumn. I wish I am there to witness the beautiful city transform into a sea of red and gold as leaves begin to change colour with the change in season.

Friday night was a girls' night out. The 3 of us headed to the Botanical Gardens for the moon, the stars, a couple and their dog. Tears were shed and D heard loads of sniffling coming from me that night. =( The movie made me miss Dusty so much and there were many scenes which I could relate closely to. It was a lovely night and could be a very romantic one for a loved-up couple cuddling up on a picnic mat under the stars; enjoying a glass of wine and each other's company.

Saturday was time for me to move. D was very kind to put me up at her place for the weekend. We spent the entire Saturday arvo in our usual fashion - coffee, food and endless chatter. Life's going to be so different without her. Night time - more friends and more food. We caught up at Crystal Jade for Chinese cuisine and a bottle of red wine (thanks to G&T).

Sunday came and I dreaded it. I was one day closer to leaving the place I once called my second home and the people I once called my second family. Breakfast at Cafe Sweetheart was a must for me - we made a reservation for 2 but was pleasantly surprised by G&T who joined us while taking a break from their bike ride.

Melbourne holds such special memories for me. Here was where I grew up. Here was where I learned. Here was where I healed. Here was where I discovered more about myself. Here was where I forged true friendship. Here was where I fell in love. Can this place be where I pick myself up for the second time?