For the past few years, I've been a big part of putting on our annual sales meeting. As part of the "show" we ask attendees to share "why they work." Basically, what motivates you to get that pay check.
Recent events reminded me of this. Some people shared photos of their kids or vacations or fancy cars or horses. But most people didn't share anything. Maybe they were too busy working to share. Or maybe they really just enjoyed working and that was why they worked -- because they loved it.
Just over 5 years ago, I realized that my "why" was off. My career was in a dead tie with my family -- or sadly, maybe work won. I never planned on my career being more important than, well, anything. I worked to live. I didn't live to work. But did I?
When I realized that my mom was dying and that the time spent with my baby boy was shared with all of the work thoughts I couldn't leave behind, I knew that I needed a change. It has been a difficult journey and some weeks are better than others. Still, I'll never regret the changes I've made in my life. They've allowed me to .... stop .... and take the time to enjoy my family; to kiss my kids; to laugh so hard I can't breathe; to notice flowers or a sunset.
To my friends who have a big change ahead, please consider your "why" as you engage in your next adventure. When my mom was very ill, she told me that she regretted not taking us to more museums or other expensive experiences that we've shared with our kids. I couldn't help but laugh and explained that our experiences were unforgettable: picnics, sledding, bike rides, fort building and days at the pool were wonderful memories that I'd never trade. We could take our kids on a vacation at the Four Seasons or the Marriott Courtyard -- as long as there was a pool, they wouldn't notice the difference. It's just our time that they enjoy.
So, yeah, I get it. I have to remind myself when life gets out of control, but I get it.