Well this is my first blog. I am uncertain as to what proper “blog” etiquette is, but I will try my best to share my journey. As I write this I am sitting at terminal 6 waiting for my direct flight to Hong Kong. This is a trip I have been planning to take for 2 years now, and is my 4th attempt at doing so. I feel that the fact that I have made it to the gate and the flight is on time, the next stop will actually be Asia.
My first attempt to Asia was 2014, to intern at my cousins hedge fund. unfortunately, my father was diagnosed with stage 4 stomach cancer in January of that year, and I decided spending time with him far outweighed any benefit I could have received by the summer internship. My father and I spent the summer in his home country of Macedonia, and we made memories that will last me the rest of my life.
My second attempt was an 8 day trip departing June 12th of 2015. A month prior to the flight I had just graduated college, and my father was still in decent health (or so I thought). The promise we made a year prior was that I would fight to do my best in school (and I graduated near top of my class), and he would fight to stay alive to see it come to fruition. Thankfully he and the rest of my family were able to see me on my graduation day. However, 2 days prior to my flight to Hong Kong my father passed after a long, strong, and courageous fight with stomach cancer. Obviously trip attempt #2 was cancelled.
My third attempt was to be the very beginning of this year, as I had what I thought was a guaranteed job on Wall Street, as well as 2 other definite fall back jobs. The trip would have been around a week, and then I was to fly straight back to continue working. While my father was still alive he begged me to take some time off before jumping into a career job, as what I had endured the last few years had taken a lot out of me. At the last second all of the job potentials fell apart, and I had a decision to make. I could have continued to hunt for a job, and certainly I could have found something to “get me by”, or I could have accepted what it seemed fate was trying to tell me.
Though I was a finance major, the most important classes that I ever took were “intro to philosophy”, and “search for meaning in contempary America”, both taught by the greatest professor I ever had the honor of learning from, Dr. Horton. He taught us about many of the schools of philosophy, but what resonated with me the most was Stoicism. The Stoic Philosopher Seneca once said “Fate leads the willing, and drags along the reluctant”.
I am taking a few months to travel Asia, with no idea what I will be doing, nor where I will be living once my journey is complete and I come back to the USA. I believe we must make efforts in our life to seek what we think the next step is (we cannot just wait for good things to always happen), however sometimes our fate has plans in which we did not expect. It is my belief that this trip around Asia, spending time with my family, and seeing different countries and cultures will be a life changing experience, and I welcome you to join the journey with me.