To most, the word “place” is nothing more than that, simply a word used to identify an area of space, business, or locality. By definition there is nothing extraordinary about “place.” However, to me this word carries much more meaning. Place, which falls under the category “noun,” and has the unique ability to be considered “proper” among other nouns, carries great significance because Sydney, Australia is a place, and that place is where I found myself.
Prior to moving to Sydney I was like many other high school graduates whose idea about who she was and what she wanted to do was very vague. I chose to study in Australia as a means of “getting away” from the suburbanite life I knew hoping that I had chosen a path that would allow me to experience success not measured by my mere ability to have a family and simply maintain a job. I spent 5 years in Sydney. None of that time went as planned yet Sydney gave me more than I expected. It was there, as a result of an internship in events I discovered that planning and creating is what I am good at, there, as a poor college student I learned not only how to budget and but that money isn’t everything, and there, while working with an anti-trafficking organization I came to appreciate causes greater than myself and that people are actually what’s most important. It was in Sydney, on the streets, in the classroom and later the office, over days, months and years of studying, working, and living, I grew up, my career goals became defined and who I was became obvious. And so, because of this “places” have come to be somewhat extraordinary to me, more than just a noun, and I imagine many would say the same.