As much as I have always considered Sydney my home, I cannot ignore the fact that I'm an immigrant. This scene that I'm sharing with you is one that always takes my breath away. I first saw the famous and iconic Harbour Bridge when I was eight-years-old. It was the year 2000 - yes, the beginning of the new millennium - and my Uncles who had sponsored my family to come here wanted to show us this incredible architecture.
I can almost remember the first time I saw it, my reaction was, "Whoa!". To this day, I can't go into the city without gasping, even just a little, when I see the Bridge and/or the Opera House. You see, whenever I see it I always become that eight-year-old girl again. A girl who's been welcomed into a brand new world; knowing nothing about this country, yet willing to learn and be part of it.
Sydney is the home that I've known the longest, but it is the home that I came to know later, and now. Next month I'll show you my first home; the home that helps shape the way I view the world around me.
Until then,
sL xxx