There’s always going to be a shit situation.

I’ve been very fortunate in my life. Everything always seems to go right. In fact, too right. Every time everything is going just too perfect I start to think that something must go wrong soon.

It has to.

There’s no way things can be this perfect.

Usually the only thing that ends up being really wrong is my own worrying. However, this time it was different.

Leaving behind details and reasons, things went wrong and I take the blame for a lot of it. Though I honestly thought for a second there was no silver lining and that this was actually a mistake.

But it was just a second.

There’s a reason for everything. It may or may not be apparent at the time, but eventually it all becomes clear.

This time all the mistakes were worth it because of the people, which at the end of the day, isn’t that what it’s all about?

Since arriving in Port Douglas I haven’t felt exactly grounded.

With anything…

It’s only strange because I’m the girl that’s always put together and always on point. I’m the one without the relationship drama and the one with the brilliant career life.

That wasn’t the case here. Here I thought things were too good to continue on that way and for the first time in a long time…that was actually the case.

But there’s a reason.

There’s a reason to feel like your falling and this time it was to understand the importance of the incredible people around me.

People.

Not family or long term friends. But people.

I think I’ve used the term “independent to a fault” quite a few times in this section. Little old me who doesn’t need anyone or anything to take care of her.

But I needed someone this time. And without any close friends around and a pretty shit internet connection, I didn’t know where to turn.

People.

They’re actually pretty great. Those people in random places you don’t know anything about nor do they know anything about  you.

It's never been hard for me to find good people. My friends at home in Love Park this Christmas after giving food to the homeless. Photo by Bobbi Lee Hitchon

They’re there for you. It’s weird, because they don’t have to be.

They don’t have to waste their time listening to your complaints or problems. They don’t have to waste their wine filling your glass when your feeling down. And they definitely don’t have to waste their shoulder when you can’t hold in the tears any longer.

But they’re there without a single sign that helping you is a waste.

It’s really quite incredible.

People.

With all the bullshit and hatred that goes on in the world. At the end of the day, there is someone there that cares. It’s a stranger. It’s someone you talk to in passing every once in awhile. But at the end of the day it’s people.

I’m not going to say they all care. In fact, quite a few can be quite shit. Some are really special and willing to help a lot. Others, it just works with certain people.

But there always are people who care. No matter how bad things get.

And that’s why nothing is ever a mistake. That’s why everything happens for a reason. To show you no matter how shit things get, things are genuinely good. People are genuinely good.

It may not always be apparent with everyone or everything, but it’s there.

It’s clear here, on the road, because where else will you see that people you’ve met just a month before can help you through a problem.

At home, it’s people you’ve been with for years, through thick and thin. People who you expect to help you through something, because you’ve helped them through it before.

But here, there are no expectations. No pay backs.

Just people.

Who act as they are and say what they say.

And for some reason, they’re there for you and they listen.

You meet someone new everyday when you’re on the road. You hear so many stories and so many names. Some are just in passing. Some last a bit longer. Almost none are forever.

That’s just the nature of it.

But that makes it all the better. Because without any pretenses, some people are just there.

It makes any problem. Any faults. Any regrets. Worth any grievances.

It’s easy to feel alone when you’re a million miles from home and everything is going wrong. But there’s people here.

And regardless of all the flack humanity receives. People are actually good. There always there. And just like you care.

So do they.