I've watched my father work hard to progress his career. He has as strong of a work ethic as I have ever seen. There is no quit in him. There is only drive and persistence. When he retired at the end of last year, he could finally take a breath, relax, and reflect on all he had accomplished in his thirty plus years of management service. And his conclusion was that he hated nearly every minute of it.
I've seen the toll of what hating what you do everyday has on a person. And that's not a path I wish to follow. I want to enjoy what I do. I know that's asking a lot in these uncertain economic times. I should be happy with what I have. And for the moment I am. A few months ago I disembarked on a new adventure and am learning about an entirely new industry for me. So that's my day job, and by night (well, not specifically night...in my baby-less free time) I work on my writing, which I love!
One day I plan to support myself and my family through my writing. I wouldn't be able to ask for a more fulfilling and joy-filled life. So that is where I place my attention. On my joy. I want a life full of color and high-definition. Daily joy makes that possible. Working in coffee, I saw so many people fighting just to get through each day. That's no way to live. When I retire, I don't want to say, "I fought to get here." I want to be able to say, "I enjoyed getting here." And I'll have the pictures to prove it.
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