It’s been almost exactly four years since I packed up my life in Canberra and moved back home to Brisbane. The main reason was to support my family, my dad especially. While I’ve been here, he’s had one or two scares and two minor strokes, so I can say for sure I don’t regret that move. But he’s stabilised in the past two years or so, and I thank God for that every day.
So why am I reflecting on this now? You may have seen my recent post about how my friend and I updated my resume with a puzzle. If you did, you may have guessed that I was making some changes in my life.