An old friend of mine said that to my wife a few years ago. He was a lawyer, and had been for many years. He passed away a while back, far too young, and I was just thinking about him, and what he’d said to her about this “job” of mine.
I love what I do. Most of the time. I suppose most folks that have chased a dream, do. I worked in the legal field for many years, but for me, it was like trying to nail Jello to a tree. Constant stress, and no sense of worthy accomplishment. Even good outcomes were intangible, and rarely, if ever, good for both sides. I don’t miss it.
With this gig, it’s different. It’s not all wonder and awe–it has its moments. But, even when it’s bad, it’s awful damn good.