26/05/2026
This morning felt a little weird to me.
I was walking to work in the rain, holding an umbrella in the middle of an early Australian morning, and I suddenly realized… I never used umbrellas back in Finland.
Not once.
And it’s funny because Finland has way harsher weather. Snow, freezing rain, cold wind that hits your face like ice. But living there, you just get used to it. You throw on a jacket, put your hood up, and keep walking. Nobody really cares about getting a little wet.
But here in Australia, I’ve somehow become the type of person who carries an umbrella to work.
It sounds like such a small thing, but standing there this morning under the streetlights made me think about how much my life has actually changed.
Moving countries changes you slowly. Not all at once. It’s not some dramatic movie moment where everything suddenly becomes different overnight. It’s little things. New routines. New habits. New ways of living.
And sometimes those little things hit the hardest.
Back in Finland, life felt familiar even when it was difficult. Here, life feels exciting, but also unfamiliar at times. Some days I love it here. Other days I miss home in ways I can’t even explain properly.
I miss the silence.
I miss the cold air.
I miss feeling like I fully belong somewhere.
But at the same time, I know moving here helped me grow as a person. It forced me out of my comfort zone. It made me independent. It made me realize how strong you actually have to be to start over somewhere completely new.
This morning, while holding that umbrella and walking to work before sunrise, I just had one of those quiet realizations.
Life really took me far from the person I used to be.
And maybe that’s not a bad thing.
Maybe growing up is accepting that you change. That parts of you stay the same, but other parts slowly adapt to wherever life takes you.
So now I’m just a girl walking through rainy Australian mornings with an umbrella in my hand, trying to build a life that still feels unreal sometimes.