Today as I struggle with my education goals, I was reminded that a simple pat on the back just sometimes doesn’t work. Since we were little, we were told to stop worrying about the skinned knee, get up, wipe our tears, and move on. I think that it has always been a conspiracy transmitted from one generation to the next that says, “Life is easy.”
If I could I would ask my two children to go back to their first steps across the room and ask them if it was easy. I bet they’d say it wasn’t. Yet, we have been conditioned to believe that the next greatest product will alleviate our suffering and make our life easier. Everyone who knows me says I live with my technology so that I am never unplugged. I was told the iPhone and iPad were going to make my life easier. Wow, has it got more complex than ever. Now, when I don’t answer the phone, my wife can GPS me at the track and remind me that we still need bread and milk.
When people tell me how I have worked hard, I always took the self-deprecating route and gave an “Aw, shucks…” If we achieve our goals then we should be proud of them. I was recently told that the reason no one worries about other people is that they are too busy with their own crap to care. Sometimes, it is not bragging to let people know you’ve done something. If you helped someone become a better person because of it, then shout it from the rooftops. If you fought with your child over their vegetables, take a bow and welcome to the club. Let’s get busy making it look easy.