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“These are the moments, these are the memories.”

As the new academic year kicked off, I found myself navigating the often-overwhelming waters of starting at a new school. The transition has been challenging, demanding longer hours and amplifying my anxiety, which, as usual, has taken a toll on my sleep. Coupled with a lingering lower back injury, my fitness routine has suffered, and my motivation has dipped. Maintaining a balance between work and my fitness goals is crucial for my physical and mental well-being, and lately, it has felt like a struggle.

When the midterm break approached, I contemplated staying in Dubai to catch up on rest and regain my training momentum. However, an undeniable pull tugged at my heart—one that urged me to return home to Canada and spend time with my parents. I had always been hesitant about flying back for just a short visit, but this time, something told me that it was exactly what I needed.

My week at home turned out to be the perfect solution to the recent chaos of my ‘new’ life. I got to enjoy simple yet precious moments with my family, especially my parents. I relished the simple pleasures of life: relaxing on the couch, binge-watching shows, and cheering on my brother’s hockey games from afar. The fall weather wrapped around me like a warm hug, and I even had the joy of celebrating thanksgiving and my niece's birthday with delicious food.


With just a week to spare, I found the pace of life refreshing. I didn’t have time to feel bored or to miss my routine, as I usually do during my trips away. I took a complete break from work and exercise—allowing my body and mind the much-needed rest they craved.

Yes, the long flight and the jet lag can be daunting, but the rewards of reconnecting with my family made every inconvenience worth it. I came back with a renewed sense of gratitude for my parents and everything they have done for me over the years. As I left Canada, I carried with me the cherished memories of my short visit, knowing that while I might not return soon, the little moments spent together will stay with me long after the trip ends.


In the hustle and bustle of our daily lives, it’s easy to overlook the importance of home and family. This Thanksgiving, I was reminded that sometimes, the best way to recharge isn’t just about catching up on work or training but about reconnecting with those who matter most. As I dive back into my academic responsibilities, I feel more grounded, grateful, and ready to tackle whatever challenges lie ahead.





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