A New Year
December 31, 2005 – January 2, 2006
It was a traditional New Year’s for our family. New Year’s Eve at a friends house party in Lexington, MA and then Sunday Brunch in Marshfield, MA with families we vacation with each summer. The snow frosted trees on the drive to Marshfield created a beautiful winter wonderland. It was fun and relaxing visiting with old friends.
I had hoped to get everything I wanted to have done completed by mid afternoon New Year’s Eve – including packing, but there were far too many things to do. And it was important to get done the thinks that would make the coming weeks a bit easier on my wife. So last night I was scrambling through things including clearing the snow from the driveway and sitting with my daughter to go through the portfolio of work she had done over the last four months. Thus, I was in bed latter than I hoped and the early alarm found me tired, but satisfied that there weren’t any important loose ends left to tie up.
When the airport limo arrived at 6:45 am, the teary-eyed good-bys took place. My daughter bravely smiled as she told me how much she loved me. My wife could not manage the smile. And as soon as I was headed out the door, the were sobbing in each other’s arms.
I feel torn apart. On the one hand what I am doing is important and is helping people who have had a difficult time. It is also earning the money we need to pay our bills. It is also something I am good at and I like making a difference. On the other hand, it is hard to find a job with these characteristics that does not involve extensive travel and the pain that causes is heart breaking.
It was a traditional New Year’s for our family. New Year’s Eve at a friends house party in Lexington, MA and then Sunday Brunch in Marshfield, MA with families we vacation with each summer. The snow frosted trees on the drive to Marshfield created a beautiful winter wonderland. It was fun and relaxing visiting with old friends.
I had hoped to get everything I wanted to have done completed by mid afternoon New Year’s Eve – including packing, but there were far too many things to do. And it was important to get done the thinks that would make the coming weeks a bit easier on my wife. So last night I was scrambling through things including clearing the snow from the driveway and sitting with my daughter to go through the portfolio of work she had done over the last four months. Thus, I was in bed latter than I hoped and the early alarm found me tired, but satisfied that there weren’t any important loose ends left to tie up.
When the airport limo arrived at 6:45 am, the teary-eyed good-bys took place. My daughter bravely smiled as she told me how much she loved me. My wife could not manage the smile. And as soon as I was headed out the door, the were sobbing in each other’s arms.
I feel torn apart. On the one hand what I am doing is important and is helping people who have had a difficult time. It is also earning the money we need to pay our bills. It is also something I am good at and I like making a difference. On the other hand, it is hard to find a job with these characteristics that does not involve extensive travel and the pain that causes is heart breaking.
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