Work (and productivity and contributing to society) is a part of life. I was built for work. I like to work. Granted, I'm not a saint who would rather work than sit on the beach, but being forced to not work has shown me the value of being able to work.
I have been fortunate in my careers. I have found passion in teaching (see Monday's post), but I have had opportunities in other areas. Since I got married (20 years next month), I have had the option to work full-time or part-time, or (occasionally) to not work at all. I have made good friends at work, and learned from some great bosses.
During the last four years of pain, I have felt keenly the "down" time required by my body. Sometimes, it is nice to just be able to "laze around the house." I highly recommend it from time to time. But, after a while, it gets old...
I think one of the best indications that I was beginning to feel better was my pursuit of a part-time tutoring job last fall. The ability to go to school and work with kids (kindergartners learning how to read; so cute) and be productive and help them... this was one of the best therapies for my self. I didn't even tell any of them that I was struggling with pain; it didn't matter to them, and I was able to do what they needed. It was the beginning of "coming back into life" for me.
Do you like what you do for a living? If not, what would you rather do? Why aren't you doing it?
If we have to spend one-third of our waking hours earning money, it's better to do something you like. Of course, in this economy, it's also better to do something that pays the bills...
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