Monday, April 30, 2012. I actually got to spend time on two islands, well kind of. I had not even thought about that; I was home. I was back in my home country. It was a very strange feeling simply because it was a moment when I realized this journey was almost over. I think snorkeling was my favorite part of the day. While the Pacific Ocean was cold, my body got used the water temperature. The reef was so alive! They swam right under me! It was awesome.

Well let me tell how it came. Wake again to tea with cinnamon. My tired eyes are like lonely stars. This is what you do. Are you all right? No more singing in the woods. Please get out, get out please. It seems as good a day as any. Well let me tell how it came. Wake again to tea with cinnamon. My tired eyes are like lonely stars.

A cliche it may be, but this really is the most wonderful time of year. There are few things lovelier in December than the sound of carollers in Parliament and the Christmas lights around Regent Street. The glittering parties and celebrations, traditions old and new and, most importantly, sharing time with beloved friends and family. Even if I do always seem to leave the wrapping until the last possible moment.

These are the adventures of an Australian-English girl living in Cambridge and London. A political advisor by day, a fashion dreamer by night. Straw boater hats for punting on the river.

The longer I walk with Jesus, the more He confutes the statements of satan. And I got a little scared. If I throw it away does it discard the memory I have? .