2015 has been challenging. Wife's transfer, mother's swine-flu scare, dad's medical treatment and professionally the growth of my product. Each and everything took a part of me for good; for bad. For good - mainly because it taught me things about myself, I never knew existed. For bad - as it hurts at times, breaks me down and bring me down on my knees.
Of all the aspect, the thought of leaving my children been difficult beyond imagination. My wife got her H1B and as promised to her, I supported her fully in living the American-Dream. Oh! And what a dream beginning we got in Jan of 2015. With temperature in range of -15C to -20C, I finally found at what temperature I start to feel shit-cold. We came to our rental-apartment just one day before the Boston record-breaking storm hit the East cost. For the next two months settling my wife, enrolling my daughter into foreign land day-care and doing this all without car in US of A. Tough-Man! But the real pain starts to hurt, when I took cab back to Boston airport in March leaving behind my heart, my soul. If marriage is merging of two soul, what does the child represents? Halo of our soul? She cried seeing her father go away, I cried on the airport (and number of times since then while on Skype).
Work and time has been kind, while Work keeps me occupied beyond imagination, time passes quickly. Sometimes over the weekend, time does tends to stop, give rise to thought, may be we should have 6 days working. On second thought, may be not :)
Time has again frozen with the events of the last few weeks. Something has made me decide to leave my second child (yes - the children above wasn't a typo). Since March, my second child, my product who came to my life around 18 months back, has kept me hands-on all the time. The journey hasn't been easy; I adopted this kid and didn't raise it from its birth. The kid is tough, keeps me awake with questions lot of times I can't answer or can't comprehend. Sometime the kid is lost and looks up for guidance too. Now that the kid is ready to beat an old timer, I have to let go kid's hand and gave it to others.
First late night up for the kid to respond was to display validation errors on the editor, the first international weekend trip was the auto-generation of UI, the official adoption lasted 2 months of discussion and documentation. The kid is brash with the learning from many parents, like an orphan bouncing multiple foster homes. I can't predict kid's future, but can only pray it adjust with the new parents and live up to the dream I once had for it.
...to be continued...
