I found this piece in today’s Wall Street Journal (wsj091806.pdf) and it registered with me. It spoke volumes about how long it can take to truly define success. Each of us must figure that one out, but the article gives you much to think about.
Sometimes its easy to just get caught up in what is expected. For example, my dad worked a job for thirty-five years, so I know that’s the right thing to do. Funny how often we never ask is that what we want to do. History is full of those who put their "chips" on making money and retiring in leisure. Truth be told we want more…at least those of us who are awake.
I’m north of forty now and my definition of success is clear. Sometimes I feel like it has taken more time than it should have, but my story’s on track. I have no regrets…forever now.
You might not be even close to forty, but time is strange. None us know how much time we have. That implies an urgency to get on with what matters. So, what matters to you…the real you?