It was a balmy December day, back in 2009 when we officially became “seachangers”.

Relocating from our tiny unit in smoggy Sydney to the wide open spaces of the Central Coast was a brave and bold move. You see, we arrived knowing only one soul in the entire area (and that was an aunt of my Husband’s) so we knew we were facing an uphill climb in re-establishing any semblance of a social life in our world. Also adding to the challenge was that I was someone who has always preferred quality over quantity when it came to friendships.

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