This is the week of Thanksgiving, so I thought I would actually say who I am thankful for. Before I begin, I have to say that I don’t want to be throwing around names here because of the whole privacy bit, so if I’m vague or don’t single people out, don’t feel bad.
What a fabulous group of people in Australia! Though I’d love to be their friend, I don’t know them. 🙂
I think for anybody who moves to a new country, creating a network of friends is really important. With people like me, that’s usually a bit harder because I am not a huge fan of meeting new people. I’ve always been a bit shy and even growing up, I didn’t really want a huge group of friends. I was happy with my 5 friends and in a way, I still am. People like to joke with me and say that I have tons of them, but though that might appear to be true, there are only a few people who I like being around on a regular basis. I usually just brush everybody else aside.
I’m not going to sugarcoat this but I have to admit that most of my friends here, about 85% of them, were born in different countries. I feel like I better connect to people who are migrants like myself. I like to learn about their culture and what their life was like before they moved here. It gives me reasons to talk about home and to connect on that level. The people who were born and raised here are pretty interesting too and they have asked me about life back in Texas. I like talking about it, as you may have noticed.
There are tons of ways that these people have contributed to my life in one way or another.
If it wasn’t for one of my friends here, I don’t think I would have been able to go see the places I’ve been to. I don’t think I would have had the guts to go alone to these places. Some of these places we have done were places that my dad and I were going to go when he came here. Sadly, that never happened. I felt kind of guilty going without my dad, but I guess that’s kind of impossible now. I am thankful that I had the opportunity to go. Also, this person has gone way above and beyond what any average friend would do. He’s a genuinely genuine guy and I think without him I would have gone crazy and have snapped a long time ago, or probably moved back home by now. I know sometimes I have being a bit of a dick, but I really care about this person a whole lot. 🙂 (And you’re probably reading this, one of my few select friends who know that this web journal exists, so thank you for all that you do for me. I know I can never say thank you enough or sorry for being a dick at times.)
The places in Australia that I have been on my travel page were usually his doing.
I also know other people who have been excellent friends over here but I think the guy above is probably the main one. Not that other people haven’t been absolutely wonderful though, but I think there is only a few people who can get me or understand what I’m like without thinking I’m too much of a weirdo. These people who accept me for who I am, that’s who keeps me sane though I might look like I am insane!
I also have friends around here who have invited me over to their family’s places for the holidays and motivated me to keep going to the gym. He’d also go swim with me when I used to go regularly.
There are people who would happily go on fast food binges with me, every day.
There are just too many people to thank individually. The reason why I am friends with them are so strange, as you’ve seen, but the close ones have always been absolutely spectacular and I’m thankful for every single one of them!