Taken from my back door. I look up into the sky regularly - looking for a plane.....and day dreaming that I am in that plane on the way to Australia to see my family. For two years I have planned to go again, and still it isn't the right moment. But what is the right moment? If I leave it too long I won't go at all, and my father will not be around forever..........I have not seen him for almost eight years!
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