This used to be the second leg of the trip, and it used to be very painful.
It used to be the end of 2, maybe 3 weeks stay in Melbourne, where it would be time to leave. She would hold my hands, grab my shirt, pull my hair while crying, begging me to stay.
“Daddy, don’t leave… please daddy, don’t leave…”
Those days are gone, and I am glad.
“Daddy, I am going to school. Bye and see you in 2 weeks”.
Those were her words today.
It is a funny feeling, taking the train, connecting to the bus, check-in and now waiting to board, knowing that I am not leaving, but just going away for 2 weeks.
In life, there will be times you will need to be brave. Courage to be unearthed from beneath the depth your soul, to venture into the uncertain and live the unknown. It has been very tough in the past 5 years, but being able to wake up and be close to my family, it has been worth it.
With a short trip back, and a new job in the horizon, perhaps the silver lining that I have been patiently waiting is beginning to appear.
If you are contemplating on something, and it is weighing you down, and you know you need to do it but still lack that last fiber of courage to make the move. May you have courage to make that move today.
May you one day, wake up and be able to see the trip from the opposite direction.
