When people come back home to visit their family and friends, whether they are driving training or planeing, hours and effort need to be considered.
It is common for us all to say that we are busy, we’ve been busy, had so many jobs to get done;you and I have both said as much. It is easy to and partially true. We DO get busy.
But here’s the silly and obvious catch. Not always are we busy with what we want to be busy with, but when we are not busy with those responsabilities, where does our time go?
We choose it, right?
We’ll spend time with what makes us happy won’t we.
Alas, I feel this only holds the majority of truth, not all.
Maybe it’s not always happy organizing a trip. It can be work and tiring. Stressfull. It could possibly create conflict between you and traveling companion. There must be a pull. Must be a happy in that place to be visited. Family.Friends.
In turn, allowing any outsider to look at you and understand that your willingness and determination in trips home, means a devotion and drive for your happy. Which could be different then family and friends of course but I’m focusing on that reason.
When I see people visiting there home places, wherever they are coming from, it shows me that bonds between people do exist, and that a pursuement of happy is a reality and that humans do have the ability to motivate others, even if it unknown and unintentional.
Quite frankly,making this planet a brighter place.