Sacrifice to travel
As I write this, I am crying like a baby. I am a very sensitive person, it is true, but only things and people that do mean a LOT to me can make me feel sad, worried or make me burst out in tears. This post is not about crying though, it is about sacrifice. I’m crying now because I have to sacrifice something very important soon. It is not going to be for the first time, of course, but this time is different, more serious. I have to leave my current job in order to visit the ruins of Aztec temples who have been haunting me in my dreams since I first heard of Mexico still in my early age. As we can speak about the Aztec human sacrifices to their Gods, I am going to do something similar in order to travel. There is no easy sacrifice, that is for sure.
Let’s face it. We all have to sacrifice some things very often, maybe even every day. Women usually sacrifice chocolate or sweets to have a great body or they spend hours in gym instead of having a coffee and a cake during a forget-about-the-problem girlie talk. Mothers sacrifice years of their own life for their children. Then some grown-up children sacrifice their time to take care of their elderly parents in return. Or we sacrifice our job to the family or the other way round.
LOVE IS SACRIFICE.
And I LOVE travel. This time when I decided to live my dream and go to Mexico on the 10th March, I have to sacrifice too much. My family. It does not mean I love traveling more than my family. NO! I just feel it is time for being a bit selfish and doing what I want to do and not what others would like me to do. My mum is not happy at all about my decision and I do understand her. I will be way TOO FAR from her and will not be able to go home when she would like to have me there for her. Plus there is fear… obviously she is scared as Mexico is dangerous and totally different from European culture where I adapt without any problems. A wise person once said that love is like fire and being apart makes the wind kindle the fire. True, the biggest mystery is we miss persons we love more when we are not with them.
That time in Egypt I did not have to choose between my mother and travel. I had both.
The same will happen with my best friends. Unfortunately, they cannot join me in my adventures. Now in Europe it was not very difficult to see each other. There were months when we jumped on the plane and meet up somewhere every 2 weeks. And I have always enjoyed crazy traveling with best friends. But now I will not come to Europe twice a month from Mexico, that’s logical. So although wishing me the best of luck, my best friends are upset about me going to the country of tequila and cactus. Bless you, skype, msn and emails!
Then here comes finally the answer to all your questions why someone like me does not have a boyfriend… Why? That would be too much to sacrifice, don’t you think? The last 2 years I spent traveling all over Europe I knew I was not going to stay in one place for a longer time, I was even convinced I was not going to stay in Europe for much longer either. Being so sure of it, I just could not even think of any relationship, as much I would maybe like to have one. I hate long distance and expect or even force a guy to leave everything behind and travel with me each time I decide to change the place, was not an option. That egoist I am not. There is very little chance to find someone who would do it so those few ones out there traveling as a pair are really lucky and should be grateful for having found someone who is willing to share the dream. And why do I prefer to travel and not to have a stable relationship living in one place forever? Well, easy answer! Like I said million times already, I live to travel. I want to live my dream first, then I can have a family … Who knows, perhaps then with the husband and kids it would not be possible to travel all over the world and I do not want to risk that.
To hell with crying, I am sure all the sacrifice will be worth it 🙂
What do you have to sacrifice to fulfill your dreams? Is it worth it?