This week is going to be one of the most sentimental weeks of my life. How could be, early next week, I will start my new job as lecturer and move to the other cities which require me to be away from my wife and child. A condition that was previously unimaginable would leave my son, who was going through his childhood. I can only go home on weekend.
This decision must have gone through careful and long consideration. The decision I made with the consent of my wife for the sake of a dream and a better possible future. There is no result of life that is not fought for and no struggle that does not result in at least some.
This afternoon while at the office, my wife sent me a photo of my son who was at school. His innocent face is able to make my heart touched because imagining that soon I can only kiss him once a week. It very a sentimental moment. I came in to rest room and started crying.
These challenges did not make me down but on the contrary, strengthened my desire to be even more active for them. It's a cliché to say that but that's how it is, they are the reason to survive in the hustle and bustle of this city, in the crazy world.
While on the motorbike from my office to home, my wife confirmed that she intended to move to a city that was a little quieter. He named two cities that he thought were pretty peaceful and they weren't cities I would be going to any minute. This means that I must have a big picture for the future to make my dreams come true, at least I have tried.
Arriving home, I found my son who was crying for some reason. I took him out to buy ice cream. I really want to leave a good impression before I leave him for another city.
I ask him a more times to know what his thinking about my decision. He said okay give me a permission move to another city for the future. He is trying to understand my decision even I don't really know that he understand what will happen or not in the next.
#3 2023
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