So many wineries, so little time...

My dad and stepmom had come over to Perth the week before and spent a few days in Fremantle. The four of us went down to the Margaret River area of Western Australia last week. It's the land of wineries, olive oil farms and pristine beaches. We tasted wine, ate meat pies, Tim Tams, pasties, cheesymite scrolls, gelato....the list goes on. It was a lovely four days. They left to fly back to Sydney today and then back to Los Angeles tomorrow, but we're very happy they came over here. My stepmom got to hold a baby kangaroo (so did I) and she learned a lot about the places we visited. I thought it was very cute that she was taking notes, so she could tell everyone about her journey. They are very easy to travel with, as they are happy to do what we want and what they want, and fortunately those lists overlap more often than not.

One day we went down to the most Southwestern point of Australia, Cape Leeuwin. It's the spot where the Southern and the Indian Oceans meet. It was a breathtaking place and I felt truly blessed to be there. I already wrote about this on Tyler's blog, but I'm going to write about it here too...because it's my blog and I can. I brought some of Tyler's ashes with me to Australia because I intended to leave them here. I just wasn't sure when or where. As I was standing on the edge of Cape Leeuwin, it suddenly hit me that I was standing in the place. My dad was there too, so that meant I would not be alone in my grief. I knew there was one other person there who fully understands my loss. I spread half of the ashes and I let him spread half of them. We both shed tears. We both felt like part of our insides were being ripped away. I can't fully speak for my dad, but I know we've had similar feelings through our individual grief. I know that because we've talked about it. I'm grateful for those talks. I'm grateful for our ability to talk openly with each other.

Martine and I swam together at Bunker Bay. The water was beautiful and we played together the surf, trying to ride the waves as they came into shore. It was one of those moments when you have no doubts, fears, or cares in the whole world. I love those moments. They are few and far between.

Peace out.