Did you know I grew up in a really small town that was once dubbed the backyard of Australia?
It was the national newspaper that said that many years ago and I really didn’t understand what it meant until I sat next to my Dan as we drove along the beautiful Australian coast. The Great Ocean Road is famous for breathtaking views!
“Oh my God…” I must’ve muttered those words over and over again like some mad woman. How can I not when looking at the views reminded me of my childhood? I got some serious goose bumps going on, people!
Seeing the houses up by the hills, everything…it reminded me of the mining town my parents used to live.
Now I know why the place was called the backyard of Australia.
I mean, c’mon people look at these pictures!
In a way seeing those houses felt like symbols that I feel at home with him.
It’s in little moments like this one where we passed an indoor swimming pool and stopped.
“Look…look…look at that little brave one!” He pointed towards the little boy who ran and dunk into the pool.
My heart aches a little because I miss my little rascal back home. He would’ve loved a heated swimming pool.
We laughed and enjoyed watching the two energetic little boys by the pool and as in on cue; we both noticed the little family.
The mother held her baby girl and let her go…I held my breath for a nanosecond. The baby girl swam to the father nearby who proudly welcome her into his hands.
Dan must have known I was watching that little family when I felt his arms around my waist pulled me a little closer into his chest. He tightens his hold of me and my heart let go of a little sigh.
“Beautiful isn’t?“ He whispered.
“Yes…” I fought back tears as we continue watching that little family. Now the father lifts the baby and throws her up in the air. She laughed, her parents laughed too. My heart aches. That is a family. I blame my Pisces-ness but just a view of a happy family brought me to tears. How long have I been doing the single parent thing, again? Long enough to brought a pang seeing such a happy little family.
We were both quiet and just soaking it all in. I don’t know how long we stood there but his warm embrace made me happy he appreciates those little moments. Family is important for me.
We were surrounded by little kids the whole time…we met cute children everywhere we went to.
Just like in that one morning during breakfast. He was getting some bread for us; I got myself some juice. Orange juice for me, tomato juice for him.
That’s when I noticed a small boy, a little younger than my Alex. He was eager to get some muffins and he stood behind Dan. The mother told the boy to take his turn.
Dan got down to the little boy’s level. “Here you go…” he handed the little boy a thong to get the bread with a smile that truly melt my heart. The thing is I don’t think he even realized I was watching. The little boy said thank you and my chest felt suffocated with love.
Being a single mother, I am more aware of how men treated little children and he’s been amazing with those little children we ran into in Lorne. Call it mommy radar, but if a man is rude to little kids or complained about them too much, I can assure you they are not ready to date someone with kid(s).
Dan has been amazing with my boy but to see him treating other kids with gentle kindness really pulled on my heart strings and assured me that he really have a gentle soul. I can’t wait to see him together with Alex.
I guess it’s in those little moments I realized I fall more deeply in love with this man and I am so grateful for everything that has lead me to this moment. To this amazing love and connection are share.
My heart sing beautiful love songs…