It was pounded into my brain as a child, and for some, even into our teen years.
Act your age.
Classic.
Parent to child.
Kids never want to act their age.
Regrettably, adults start acting their age at some point in their lives and never turn back. (of course, being drunk changes the math, but being drunk is not being in control – so it doesn’t count)
When was the last time you ran across the room with your arms out proclaiming, “Look at me, I’m flying.”?
When was the last time you climbed a tree?
i hope it was recently.
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“Workaholics commit slow suicide by refusing to allow the child inside them to play”. — Dr. Lawrence Susser
Recognizing the intense desire to do a good job, many people still have a challenging time overcoming mid life work addiction.
My Grandfather worked full-time, plus he ran a TV repair business out of his basement. This was back in the day when Televisions were heavy and huge. He had to travel to people’s homes. This traveling and the work required to repair TV’s in the basement, plus the travel to return the TV, must have made his work commitment enormous.
My Dad worked 5 1/2 days every single week at the Paper Mill. On Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays, he taught 30-minute drum lessons in our living room – from 4pm until 8pm. On Friday and Saturday nights, he played drums in a band – weddings, anniversaries, clubs, etc.
Now it’s my turn. Working at a Fortune 100 Company, there is no shortage of work to be done. And I’ve done it willingly for several decades. Now, I’m also working on my retirement business – to help raise enough money to find a cure for our son’s Crohn’s disease.
The difference, I perceive, is that I have found creative ways to be part of our son’s life. But only after I squandered the first four decades of my life.
“The real problem of your leisure is how to keep other people from using it”. — Anonymous
Ain’t it the truth? Most of it is our own fault though. It is for me anyway.
Always trying to do better. Always trying to please others. Never satisfied with the status quo. Over-achiever. Workaholic. Can’t say no. The list goes on and on.
Here’s another truth, that no one wants to admit. We control our choices. Not the outcomes, but our choices.
While the outcomes are in the hands of a power we can’t begin to imagine, our choices are not. Our choices are ours.
You’d think we would have this figured out by mid life. Why is this so difficult to remember?