One thing I do remember was how badly I needed warm sunshine in August that year. Every year I have been in NZ since then it's the same. The second week of August rolls around and I'm done with winter. I start pulling out summer clothes making them work with thermals. This year was no different. While I was warmer this year, ironically living in the South Island, I pulled out my pink skirt while Sam shook his head at me fighting my summer clothes box down from the closet. Oh how I wish it was 100 degrees here. I keep seeing temperatures in the 100's posted in CA and I'm wishing myself there. I still can't wrap my head around August being cold. Nor can I understand how unbelievably long winter seems in the Southern Hemisphere.
Yesterday I wore my pink skirt thinking fondly of Fiji knowing that one year on August 9 we will be on a plane Fiji bound again.
Yesterday I also finished Max's rugby room & he was very excited! I told them they were rugby words & he squealed with joy. He cracks me up! We also have a cool black bulletin board up with his rugby game tickets, his Sam Cane pictures and his All Black trading cards.
The messy kitchen pictures are of Max playing with his magic sand while I made some phone calls. It was surprisingly easy to clean up and kept him entertained.
Plus a picture of Max crying and heartbroken I wouldn't give him frozen sausages for breakfast. He cried for ages. I laughed for ages. Mean mama.
All in all I shake my head in wonder and amazement when I think back to Fiji and see where our life is now. I can remember talking to Sam late one night in Fiji knowing that this guy was going somewhere and he was going to make a difference. And now I'm doing it with him. SO proud to be walking with him as we impact the world together.
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