I have looooooove/hate feelings for travels. I absolutely love exploring new destinations but hate packing. Don’t mind long flights but hate jet-legs. Always return back home with fresh mind and ready to conquer the world but also suffer with post-travel depression. Especially when it involves meeting family during the travels.
As I returned back to Dubai from USA two days ago (and still trying to fix my sleeping schedule), I have been dearly missing my family, friends, and mostly my nieces & nephews aka Monsters, Inc. Long night conversations with my sisters, mom’s delicious food, hugging little nieces & telling them stories, laughing with best friends on old jokes, hustle-bustle of NYC…
This trip made me realize (yet again!) how strong of a support-system and backbone my family & friends have been in making me who I am today. They always support me to turn my can’ts into cans and my dreams into plans. They still forgive my mistakes, give best advices, push me to go farther, dream bigger, help me be a better person – both personally & professionally – and give me the light of hope in the darkest of nights. They are my dream anchor.
As I sat in front of my laptop trying to make a schedule for edits, album deliveries, scheduling meetings with prospective clients, and replying back to emails & inquiries, I am extremely glad that I made the trip. Because at the end of the day, I can always come back on schedule, the edits, emails, meetings will always be there but the chance of meeting the family on the other side of the world might not be.
If you are a work-a-holic like myself, take time out today and call your family/friend or a loved one. You never know how much it might mean to someone. Surround yourself with positive people who will make you better and try to be someone else’s dream anchor….
Remember – what goes around, comes around!