I want more time to watch my kids run around Rocky Point Island and stare out at the sea and think about how lucky I am to have landed in this lucky country for 2 years.
I want to ride on the green and yellow ferry, marvel at how the sea and the sky could possibly be so blue and stare at the sparkling white sails of the Opera House as we pull into Circular Quay.
I want to stop by the kiosk and stroll along The Esplanade holding my husband's hand and just freeze time for a moment. I don't want to say goodbye.
We will come back some day. It won't be the same, but I'll remember. I'll show my daughter where she learned to ride a bike and my son where he spent so many afternoons digging in the sand. And I'll tell my baby, "You were born here."
Thank you, Australia, for being our home. I will miss you. Only one week left.