I love this pic. I just had the longest weekend of my life over at Podcast Movement. It was hell trying to get there and coming back home. The middle part, the actual event was AMAZING! But man, it was just to damn stressful.
An experience I do not want to have ever again! It was late at night, my wife picked me up at the airport, my son was sleeping in the car, when I opened the door he woke up and the first thing he said was. “papi I missed you”
Man …tears came down my face the entire ride home…
I just hugged him hard, gave him a kiss and laid his head on my lap and he slept peacefully all the way home. On the way home all I could think about was the horrible and stressful experience I had going to and coming from the Podcast Movement event. An experience as I said before that I don’t what to ever have again.
An experience that has me seriously thinking to never go to another event ever again. Just leaving my son alone for all that time is hard enough for me. Every time I leave my son cries. And every time I come back it’s like he hasn’t seen me in forever and that’s the hardest part for me. I’m already drained and spent from just the event alone. I mean it really takes a lot out of me, so much that it takes me days and sometimes weeks to recuperate and recover. And to come back home to my son like that is just to damn hard for me.
So what happened?