Glass Half Full E-Book

Sarah Jane Butfield

• Herausgeber: Sarah Jane Butfield
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2014

Beschreibung

Is the glass half empty or half full? Ironically, sometimes life influences our view, and alters our perception.Life changing events, up to 1997, almost destroyed me. At my lowest point, and just in time, I met Nigel. He helped me to discover how a positive attitude can change everything. I decided not to squander anymore of my time or energy on undeserving people.This new positive approach helps me to perceive my glass as half full, with my aim being to achieve a happy and healthy life for my family. Together, we live life to the full. In 2008 and with good times ahead of us, my glass was half full. As a family, we made the biggest and most difficult decision of our lives; part of our family would immigrate to Australia.We lived the Australian dream; embracing the adventure until adversity came to test us. A sequence of life changing events including, a close family bereavement, PTSD ( Post Traumatic Stress Disorder,) following a road rage car accident and the shock of losing the roots to our Australian adventure as a result of the Brisbane floods tested us on many levels.Glass Half Full follows our journey into happy, sad and challenging times. Find out, what it takes to survive, when the odds are stacked against you. Do you fight back, and if so at what cost physically and emotionally? Could we maintain our positivity and family values against the odds?This is our story.

Leseprobe

Glass Half Full

Our Australian Adventure

By

Sarah Jane Butfield

Table of Contents

Title Page

Book one in Sarah Jane’s Travel Memoirs Series

Glass Half Full - Dedication | This book is dedicated to Sheila Anne Garratt. | Nigel’s mother, Sheila, lost her battle with cancer during our time in Australia. | Her memory and spirit lives on in our hopes and dreams for the future.

Copyright

Acknowledgments

Chapter 1 What will the children say?

Chapter 2 What have we got ourselves into now?

Chapter 3 Pommes arriving in the desert

Chapter 4 Outback nursing

Chapter 5 Happy times in the desert

Chapter 6 Long distance parenting

Chapter 7 Educating Jaime in Alice Springs

Chapter 8 It’s Christmas, but not as we know it.

Chapter 9 “I do”

Chapter 10 Work the plan, to achieve your dream

Chapter 11 Grieving Bushman.

Chapter 12 Family Health tested.

Chapter 13 New beginnings in Queensland

Chapter 14 The Good Life

Chapter 15 Losing it all to flood water

Chapter 16 Relocation: Queensland to Tasmania

Chapter 17 The Retrieval Mission bringing ‘Itchy Feet’ home

Chapter 18 Restarting our Australian Adventure

Chapter 19 It’s Christmas! Tasmanian style

Chapter 20 Homesick – it’s decision time

Chapter 21 The Boomerang Effect

About the author

More Travel Memoirs by Sarah Jane Butfield

Other books by Sarah Jane Butfield

Other books by Sarah Jane Butfield

Bonus Glass Half full: Our Australian adventure photographs | From the Northern Territory, Queensland and Tasmania

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About the Author

Book one in Sarah Jane’s Travel Memoirs Series

Sarah Jane and Nigel Butfield in Alice Springs, Australia 2008

Glass Half Full - Dedication

This book is dedicated to Sheila Anne Garratt.

Nigel’s mother, Sheila, lost her battle with cancer during our time in Australia.

Her memory and spirit lives on in our hopes and dreams for the future.

Copyright

Glass Half Full: Our Australia Adventure

Copyright © 2013/2014/2015/2016 Sarah Jane Butfield

Glass Half Full Cover Design 2015 Amygdala Design

Photography by Nigel and John Butfield

First eBook edition November 2013

Second eBook edition October 2014

Boxset Edition January 2016

ISBN: 978-1493773534

The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, or otherwise without the written permission of the author and publisher.

The people and events portrayed in this book are as remembered, perceived and/or experienced by Sarah Jane Butfield. However, some of the names and locations have been changed for privacy and legal reasons. The author takes no responsibility for the accuracy of events and dialogue retold to her by third parties, close friends or family.

Glass Half Full - Dedication

Copyright

Acknowledgments

Chapter 1 What will the children say?

Chapter 2 What have we got ourselves into now?

Chapter 3 Pommes arriving in the desert

Chapter 4 Outback nursing

Chapter 5 Happy times in the desert

Chapter 6 Long distance parenting

Chapter 7 Educating Jaime in Alice Springs

Chapter 8 It’s Christmas, but not as we know it.

Chapter 9 “I do”

Chapter 10 Work the plan, to achieve your dream

Chapter 11 Grieving Bushman.

Chapter 12 Family Health tested.

Chapter 13 New beginnings in Queensland

Chapter 14 The Good Life

Chapter 15 Losing it all to flood water

Chapter 16 Relocation: Queensland to Tasmania

Chapter 17 The Retrieval Mission bringing ‘Itchy Feet’ home

Chapter 18 Restarting our Australian Adventure

Chapter 19 It’s Christmas! Tasmanian style

Chapter 20 Homesick – it’s decision time

Chapter 21 The Boomerang Effect

About the author

More Travel Memoirs by Sarah Jane Butfield

Other books by Sarah Jane Butfield

Other books by Sarah Jane Butfield

Bonus Glass Half full: Our Australian adventure photographs

Acknowledgments

I would not have been able to write this book without the support of my husband, Nigel, who has worked hard to allow me to be a full-time writer. I would like to thank the many friends and relatives who have read the work in progress to assist me with the development and editing. Special thanks to Sandra Kaiser, John Butfield and Julia James for reading the entire book, giving their honest critique and feedback, prior to it entering the editing process.

This second edition of Glass Half Full has undergone a specialist memoir edit by Brenda Donovan. (Editor)

My thanks also go to my children Samantha, Robert, and Jaime, for helping to raise awareness of my book on social media.

Chapter 1 What will the children say?

“Why Australia? Why now?” Samantha spluttered, almost choking on her jacket potato and beans, as we announced the topic of that night’s family conference.

“That’s awesome!” said Robert, a keen surfer.

“Can we have a kangaroo?” said Jaime, eager to show off her knowledge of Australian animals.

This is how it started, our journey, not just the physical one, but also the psychological, social and emotional ones to achieving our dream of a new life in Australia. Our journey would test us in so many ways, and we would have only our positive approach to life to lean on during the toughest times.

Sometimes, enough is enough. In 1997, living or just surviving, I was on the hamster wheel of a life. As a single mum, I juggled a full-time nursing job, with parenting three young children living at home. It was time for something to change. For many years, had behaved like a victim, allowing myself to wallow in self-pity and the ‘why me?’ syndrome. My glass appeared half-empty, with no refill accessible. The breakdown of my first marriage was to a man eleven years my senior. My second marriage, dubbed ‘The Sham,’ was to a prolific philanderer. When it ended, a wound was torn in my heart when, despite him refusing to divorce me, the court awarded custody of my beautiful baby daughter Molly to him. I tried to find a sense of family, after my mum died, but this ended in a fruitless search for my biological father. I used the divorces, the custody battle and my mum’s death as excuses for my tolerance of undeserving people, despite intuitively knowing that my life did not have to be this way. Changes, in whatever form I made them, had to ensure that from then on I would always see my glass as half-full. I decided not to squander my time on undeserving people, or those who did not appreciate the value of life itself. This new positive approach would help me perceive my glass as half-full and achieve a good life for myself and my children.

In 1997, I met Nigel; we live life to the full. We have no children together, but I have four children, Samantha and Robert from my first marriage, and Molly and Jaime from my second. Nigel has three children, Laurence, Phillip and Clair, so together we have made our contribution to the population. Family life for us has always been busy yet fun. At any one time, three or four of the children lived with us, and the others visited on weekends and during the school holidays.

From left to right:

Sarah Jane, Phillip, Jaime, Clair, Robert, Samantha, Sheila and Nigel at the front.

In 2007, two of our children had recently moved out of the family home. Robert, seventeen years old, was living and working on a holiday resort complex in the seaside town of Looe, Cornwall, UK. Samantha, nineteen years old also worked there, and she lived with her partner Doug, in nearby Liskeard. Despite living away from home, they always returned once a week for dinner and they never missed a family conference. We always used family conferences around the dinner table, to discuss important matters like moving house, or changing jobs or schools. On this occasion, we decided that, in addition to the family conferences, we also needed one-to-one talks with each of them. That way they were free to have their say, un-influenced by their siblings. These hard discussions took time and patience, but we are very proud of the mature way in which they listened, questioned, accepted and understood our rationale for moving to Australia. As you can imagine, finding the right time to consider an international move was never going to be easy. In addition, Nigel and I struggled with my problematic ex-husband, Jack, Jaime’s biological father, from day one of our relationship, mainly in relation to child custody issues. .Hence this would become one of the biggest hurdles to overcome in order to start our new adventure ‘down under’.

In February 2007, with only one child, Jaime, living at home permanently, we made our first visit to Australia. We visited Nigel’s father John, who lives in the state of Tasmania. John emigrated ten years ago to become a caregiver for his widowed mother whose health was deteriorating. At that time, John was divorced from Nigel’s mother, Sheila, but after ten years apart, they were back in touch and trying to reconcile their relationship. We immediately felt at home in Australia, falling in love with the dream of a more fulfilling life. The substantial career opportunities and a life-changing experience for us all drifted into our viewfinder. There would be increased opportunity for the outdoor activities we love as a family, camping, walking and beach holidays. All we had to decide was, whether it was the right time and the right thing to do, for our family and for us.

Decision made on our part: we wanted to go. During our stay, we visited not only Hobart in Tasmania, but also Sydney in New South Wales and Alice Springs in the Northern Territory. We saw and experienced a cross-section of outback, metropolitan and regional Australia in two states and one territory. February is summertime in Australia. The temperatures and humidity vary considerably from state to state. With temperatures of 20°C and changeable in Hobart, 28°C and balmy in Sydney, and 40°C and arid in Alice Springs we had it all. We realised, soon, after the initial research, that if we wanted to pursue a new life in Australia we would have to apply before my forty-fifth birthday. If not, then we would have no chance of an employer sponsored visa, based on my nursing experience and qualifications. The ideal scenario would be to achieve the move before Jaime started high school. Therefore, we had a quite a small window of opportunity to make our dream a reality. The decision to move to another country is a process. The decision involves not only the formal process, but also the moral and personal decision-making process. This requires the input of the whole family to ensure success. There are no hard-and-fast rules that apply to making the ‘right’ decision, and there will always be an element of compromise on someone’s part.

So, back to the children. Samantha, Robert, and Jaime had been at our first family conference, and although Samantha was shocked at our decision, she understood our rationale. However, she knew her partner Doug would never leave the UK. If we went then she would have to choose between coming with us and staying with Doug. Robert would be eighteen years old by the time we left. We knew he would jump at this opportunity, as a keen traveller and an avid, experienced surfer. Robert, having surfed at various Cornish coastal towns, for most of his teenage years, was eager to go to the Mecca for all surfers.

The first big question was what the other children would say. For Laurence, Clair, Phillip and Molly, who were not moving with us, we focused entirely on the contact visits and communication methods. Laurence, Clair and Phillip were living in Colchester with their mother, Tracey, Nigel’s ex-wife. Molly was living with Jack, who over the years had refused me contact with her when it suited his circumstances, though he had never shown any interest in Jaime. We knew this would change when he became aware of our plans, and it did. We were adamant that, given the challenges of the process, the discussions about contact frequency and methods of communication should be based on honesty and facts, not pipedreams through rose-tinted spectacles.

However, the most important question was, how would we all cope with the reality of being separated by continents? With our tangled web of family relationships to consider, we had our work cut out. The result of our family conferences and one-to-one discussions was that Jaime and Robert wanted to come to Australia with us. We needed court approval for Jaime because, unsurprisingly, Jack lodged an order to prevent the move and a custody request for her. Guilt is a reasonably small word, but one which has such a huge impact. We rode a wave of guilty thoughts and feelings, as we discussed, researched, and investigated if we could actually make the move happen, and if we could live with the consequences.

The Australian visa process and criteria were very stringent, and highly scrutinized. As we talked and interacted with people living and working in Alice Springs, both in person and afterwards by email, it was evident that there was a high demand for skilled professionals in all fields of healthcare. In the Northern Territory, for all areas of healthcare services, the process can be faster and the packages of relocation and salary benefits more lucrative. Therefore, although Alice Springs was not our ideal destination, we knew that we could use the system to help us achieve our dream. In exchange for two years in Alice Springs, taking advantage of the benefits of territory tax allowances, extra annual leave, parental leave, etc., we could relocate anywhere in Australia. At the end of my contract, with permanent residency in place, Australia and all its wonders would be open to us. Our preferred destination to live in was Queensland, near to the Sunshine and Gold Coasts, bordering Brisbane. This would enable easy access to the beaches, snorkelling, whale watching, and the outdoor lifestyle we wanted for not only ourselves but for our children. We wanted to create a family home, that any of the children could come to, and call home.

A work offer at the Alice Springs Hospital was quickly and efficiently sourced and processed. After an internet search for nursing vacancies in Alice Springs, I found a variety of positions available, with great scope for career progression. I completed an online application form, had my criminal reference bureau police check completed in the UK, and Alice Springs Hospital checked my professional references. A self-assessment professional development questionnaire and telephone interview followed. I had to take a medication-calculation test that landed, because of the time difference between the UK and Australia, in the small hours of the morning. I feared my tiredness might jeopardise the results, but my worries were ill-founded. I completed it successfully and we had the first piece of the visa criteria in place. The result was an offer of employment with a two-year contract. This was subject to acceptance onto the Australian Nurse Register. The contract came with sponsorship for a skilled entry 457 temporary visa initially, with the ability to apply for a permanent resident skilled entry 857 sponsored visa after a three-month probationary period.

The next step of the visa process was to obtain recognition and accreditation of my nursing qualifications from the Northern Territory Nursing Board and ANMC – Australian Nursing and Midwifery Council. This was a lengthy and bureaucratic process, but obviously very necessary when employing a healthcare professional who has been trained overseas. I sourced the transcripts of my nurse-training syllabus and results, obtaining them from the archives at Anglia Ruskin University, in Chelmsford. The submission of certified copies of my nursing qualifications and professional development certificates followed, and after the payment of the registration fees, the wait began. When my Australian Nurse Registration certificate arrived, we were another step closer to achieving our dream. Our visa application was submission-ready, subject to the court granting permission for Jaime to move to Australia. Sadly, as anticipated, this permission was not forthcoming from her biological father, Jack. He lodged a custody application, which the court denied because of the lack of an existing relationship between him and Jaime. Nevertheless, pending reports and a final hearing, a contact order was granted to him for supervised visits with Jaime in a contact centre in Cornwall. The stress for me of just being in the same room as him was bad enough. For Jaime, spending time with this virtual stranger, whose body language demonstrated no love for her, was especially stressful.

So, let the battles of this war of commence; enter the solicitors, barristers and social workers.

Chapter 2 What have we got ourselves into now?

In my experience, the child custody and court procedures, generally favour the manipulators. I played by the rules and failed to win custody of my daughter Molly. They favoured a stay-at-home, dole scrounger like my ex-husband, Jack, over a full-time, working mum already successfully raising two children.