My family and I just spent 2 bliss filled weeks on the coast of California. We go every year. It's our family vacation spot. We have a big green bus we stay in most of the time - cheap motels part of the time. We always have a wonderful time together - away from phones and work and distractions outside of our little family unit. We would probably enjoy this time together no matter where we chose to spend it. But we all do really love the ocean.
And every year we are re-energized and ready to come back home. Home to our pets and our beds and our work and our lives with friends and school...For me and Greg it is work. We are blessed to have jobs we love.
But this year is different. This year it is very hard to leave the sounds and smells of the ocean.
Why? That is an open question for me still. Maybe this too shall pass or maybe we'll be headed back sooner rather than later. But maybe there has been a fundamental change in our perspective this time. Maybe our work lives are changing. We have for a very long time defined ourselves by our work and our work ethic. It is easy to be a workaholic when you get to tattoo for a living.
But maybe we are learning that we can love what we do for a living without it consuming us?
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