This is my graduation photo. Not quite hat and gown, more rash vest and bikini
After three years, I decided University was not for me. Rather than suffering another year, I’ve started a new chapter in my life, moving out, becoming a happier version of me and most definitely to continue travelling.
I couldn’t be more happy and proud of myself for taking the opportunity and putting in the hard work to become a Divemaster. After long hours, sleepless nights studying and the amazing help from my instructors, I’ve passed all my exams and skills 💪🏻
I’ve conquered travelling by myself, despite missing home, with all the help from amazing friends out here.
I can’t wait for the next adventure and preparing to eventually become a PADI Instructor and travel around the world with my favourite people🌍
See you all next year 👌🏻
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Grief is like an ocean. The days are waves and today is a big day, stormy and overwhelming. Although the waves will never stop, some days are more calm than others but the waves are always there.
Dad, you are the reason and person who encouraged me to take up Scuba Diving (and paid for it!) You and mum wanted me to have something that was my own that I enjoyed and could flourish in. I'm extremely lucky for my family to help me gain my qualifications over the years, from my Discover Scuba Diving nearly 10 years ago, to achieving my PADI Divemaster last year. If it wasn't for you both, I wouldn't have begun the journey towards my dream career.
Dad taking me diving became holiday tradition. Mum and Wills relaxing by the pool, Dad would wake me up early every morning to walk me down to the beachfront for my morning dive and sometimes joining us on the dive boat. One time, whilst out in Sarigerme, diving at Baba Island, we were all preparing for our dive when the Captain asked Dad if he was diving too. At Dad's surprise when telling him no, our Captain pulled up a wetsuit and left Dad on deck! I remember this day being rather choppy, and Dad was left on a rocky boat in the ocean, waiting for us on the dive platform feeling pretty nauseous, telling me later he fed the fish and nearly dozed off and fell in! William's favourite part of the story was when a local pirate-looking fisherman came along in his tiny rowing boat shouting and shaking a water bottle at Dad, and Wills always thought Dad was being taken over by pirates!
Dad was always around when I needed him, and whenever I needed advice. He encouraged me to do what I loved and be independent. Two years have passed and we miss you more and more everyday. I love you and will always look up to you. I can't wait to become an instructor and make you proud.