I clearly remember the day when I moved to Australia for the first time. I had a lot of anxiety and excitement at the same time. Excited about the new life, new opportunities, but most importantly that I finally made it here. I was excited that the planning stage was over, now it was time for execution.
On the other hand, the anxiety was creeping into my mind slowly. I was worried as hell how I am gonna survive without my family for the initial few months. I had a very stable life in India. I owned two houses, a well-paying job which was closer to my home, wide circle of relatives and friends and a relatively good work-life balance. My cute little daughter was just a year old.