Home.

It's been a sad, but nostalgic couple of weeks.

My brother Ray moved out of home a couple of weeks ago making my parents "empty nesters".

That said, I've been here for my summer break working for Dad, waiting for the grind of Uni to start once again.

I've spent a good portion of the last few weeks wandering around the house and the yard, just daydreaming about all the good and bad times that we've shared here as a family. It's fair to say that Ray and I couldn't have asked for a better upbringing.

I'm proud of my parents for the way my brother and I have turned out, and proud that my brother has moved out of home to follow his dreams. He only lives a few minutes away from me on the Gold Coast which is nice, but I'll always cherish the memories of growing up in our little house in Chinchilla.