I can’t even begin to find the words nor contain the excitement of writing my first post since moving to Australia. I know I’ve been on a long hiatus but all this moving and settling down have been keeping me so occupied that I didn’t have chance to blog much about the whole experience as it was happening. Today marks exactly one month since I moved here as well as the anniversary of Indonesia’s Independence Day and seeing all these posts about celebrating the big day back home, I couldn’t be more homesick.
As great as it has been so far, I won’t lie – moving here from Indonesia, leaving my family and friends behind, was gut-wrenching and has been one of the scariest yet most exciting things that has ever happened to me. I didn’t realize how much I could miss home up to this very day. I spent the whole afternoon looking at the photographs and videos that we took on our last family getaway, browsing for Indonesian food recipes, and actually listening to different versions of our National songs on Spotify. So here’s a little note from my homesick heart.
I’m sorry for all the times I called you boring and lame. I didn’t see that there will come a day where I would miss your cracked sidewalks, your local cafes where I spent most of my Friday nights at, your endless summer warmth, and the faces of people who call you home. You gave me so many wonderful memories and friendships to last a lifetime. It’s safe to say that my fondest memories are locked behind those walls of my high school classrooms and my beloved alma mater Universitas Indonesia. I miss all the random movie nights and going to our go-to ramen place cornered at a gas station near home where my friends and I would always end up at whenever we ran out of places to hang out at. We would stay late and had countless conversations about how the future would unfold or simply reminiscing our high school days.
You gave me the loveliest paradise and trips of a lifetime. You still have the most beautiful beaches and sunsets I’ve ever seen, the most gorgeous paddy fields, and the most diverse of cultures I’ve ever experienced. I promise to explore a lot more of you whenever I’m home. Although you’re not always a pure bliss (I still don’t think I can cope with your traffic jams), I can never express how much appreciation I have for what you have brought to my life. We all grow up and move on, but that doesn’t mean we forget where we came from. Because no matter where I end up or where this crazy world takes me, you are and will always be home.
Dirgahayu Indonesia. You’ve come so far and even further you will go.
Ps. Looking forward to eating my way through Pesta Rakyat this coming Sunday and celebrate Independence Day with all fellow Indonesians.