The commencement of our journey into the desert marked a pivotal moment for us.
Back in the early 2000s, we were a young family of five. The year 2005 brought the news of our fourth child on the way, prompting a realization that sustaining a family of this size would necessitate significant adjustments. Being a teacher, my options were somewhat limited, and the prospect of going abroad began to dominate our considerations.
After an extensive period of interviews and applications, 2008 saw the culmination of my efforts with a promising job offer. Filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension, we made the daring decision to embark on this new chapter. The journey to Riyadh, KSA, was a nerve-wracking experience, with a whirlwind of emotions accompanying me.
I can vividly recall that day, etched in my memory as if it occurred just yesterday. Leaving my wife and kids for the first time was undeniably one of the most challenging moments of my life. The realization that I was headed to an uncertain destination for an unknown duration filled me with a range of emotions—nervousness, excitement, and a profound sense of fear.
As I made my way to Cape Town International Airport, tears flowed freely, and the internal struggle was palpable. Upon reaching customs, the internal turmoil intensified, and I had to muster the strength to resist the urge to look back. The decision to walk away was accompanied by a nauseating sensation, a pain that lingers even as I pen down this reflection. Yet, despite the difficulties, I harbor no regrets. In hindsight, taking that flight to Riyadh stands out as one of the most rewarding decisions I've ever made.
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