Pooh? said Piglet. Yes? said Pooh. Nothing, said Piglet. I just wanted to be sure of you.
I love my new job. I learn new things every day, and it makes me want to learn more. It all has to do with the computer, navigating social sites online, writing online content, marketing online - stuff like that. And it's fascinating. Yesterday I watched the beginning of a video in which a guy spoke who has made tons of money doing only that - being online, figuring out what people want, and becoming the person from whom they get it. Or something like that. If I truly understood what he did, I'd do it myself and be a millionaire by now. But I was completely fascinated. And I love being on the computer, writing on my blog, meeting up with old friends on facebook, twittering, (twittering is so fun, I'm telling you, and not nearly as time-consuming as other online sites can be).
But then last night we went to watch the boys in their baseball game, and it was like coming up for air. Suddenly, it rang true what the guy on the video had said - He had been in his basement for about 9 years running. But in the past two years he was trying to emerge more often and get a life. He was a living, breathing human being again. And he was making more money. Perhaps having a life is better for your career than not, I'm thinking. So I thought of that guy while I watched the boys play, holding my breath every time they got to the plate - hoping they would hit, hoping they could handle it if they didn't. And I thought of the bible passages that say - and I paraphrase, "If I have all these things but don't have love, then I have nothing" and "What good is it to gain the whole world, only to lose my soul . . . ."
I'm not really planning to gain the world. But I definitely don't want to lose my soul. And my soul is much more alive with people than in anything I could write or learn on a computer - no matter how fascinating. When I was diagnosed with cancer, I realized that for certain. I no longer cared about any dream, any goal for success, any unfinished work. I only wanted people.
It's kinda deep for the revelation from the sidelines of a Little League game, but that's what happens when I come up for air. You know?