|Learning to be a pilot|
Letter to sons
Have you ever have dreams of being a world traveller?
When I was younger , I always yearn to travel. It does not help that my only flight before becoming an adult is a trip to KL ( yes boys, your generation has it better these days) As such , dreams of being up there in the clouds had a domineering presence in my mind. So much so I even had a go at pilot training during my army days. However the stint was unsuccessful as I prefer being a pampered passenger rather than being the sauve pilot.
Since gaining lawful employment, I guess I have been lucky enough to find one that not only foot my vacation bills but also allows me to travel aboard for business dealing. At the peak of my youth, this is a perfect job to have . I get to travel every other month with new experiences await. It's like having your cake and gobbling it up at the same time, Unbelievable .. Coming from a flying experience of a grand total of 1 before these trips , it was truly divine.
However when I became a family man, I finally clearly understood the term 'guilty pleasures'. You have the luxuries you can enjoy on a trip, but with a pang of guilt thrown in. After years of business trips, a boon became a bane. I miss the family on trips. I miss you being the last person I see when I sleep and the first when I am awake. I miss your laughter and the wit. Most of all, I miss being a Daddy.
Yeah boys, the honest truth is that Daddy miss yous. That is why I decided to pen you this letter. Traveling perks may exist, but they pale in comparison with the time spend with yous.
I still love to travel.. just not on my own. Looking forward to our next family trip.
# Written on a recent business trip