So You Think Youll Wait Until Tomorrow

So you think you’ll wait until tomorrow… Frankie with Daisy â€" FerryFest 8 (Considering my current state of duress, please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors.)   I’m finding it hard to accept the news that I received last night. No one should die that young. No one should have to bury their child, whether they are eight or 28.   I have this blog prepared to finish on infographics, and if you’re really interested in how infographics can be used to distinguish yourself, stay tuned.   I’m not waiting to say this: If you think that someday you’ll make yourself happy and find a job that fulfills you, well, you should know someday doesn’t happen for everyone.   If you think that it doesn’t matter what you do with 40 hours of your week as long as you get to pursue your passion outside of work, you need to think about how much 40 hours is really worth.   This week had actually been extraordinary. I had so many inspiring conversations with new network contacts, potential partners, fascinating clients, and industry thought leaders. My family and I had been out celebrating a new high volume partner when I received the text that I was to call my brother-in-law immediately. I still find it hard to believe what I heard.   Of the three nephews that live in Florida, Frankie was the last one I would’ve thought we would lose. It was his 28th birthday. He just moved in with his girlfriend two months ago, with whom he seemed to be deeply in love. His flooring company was doing well. He had his act together. Everyone loved Frankie. He was kind, funny, and very loving. It makes no sense and it will probably be a while before we have answers, not that any answers will bring us much peace.   I had never gotten to meet his current girlfriend, but I stalked her on Facebook. We all fell in love with his last girlfriend and it was tough when they broke up. It was like losing a family member and it broke our heart almost as much as his heart. I wanted to make sure that this new girlfriend was a good thing for him, and so did he, which is why he hadn’t proposed yet. I’m so sad that we will never get to go to that wedding, or meet their kids, who would have been the first members of the next generation of our family.   Before the bomb dropped, I had two equally enjoyable conversations. One of which was with someone who has had a lot of success coaching people in their careers, with the focus of landing over landing job that makes you happy. I highly respect him, his success, and his opinion, though I do disagree. His opinion was, as long as people accept it, it’s okay to not be inspired by your job as an accountant, for example, as long as on the weekends and vacations you get to do what you really love â€" playing golf. He didn’t say this, but it made me believe he never actually met anybody who was passionate about accounting. I’m certainly not, but I’m very glad that I have met many individuals who really love spending their time around numbers and reports. These are the people who should be taking that job.   Fast-forward several hours later, and I speak with an individual who shares my vision of people getting as much out of their work as they give.   Just that morning I was shaking my head in agreement, thinking to myself, sure â€" it is okay if someone is willing to accept that they’re not a professional golfer if their passion is golf, and that they spend 40 hours per week at their 9-to-5 job, which enables them to afford and spend the remaining hours on their passion â€" golf. Makes sense.   My later conversation, however, reminded me of what’s possible when everyone is spending their invaluable time using their God-given talents and applying their passion.   I’m now feeling sorry for that golfer who chooses to spend 40 hours in an office in an uninspired job. That person probably is under the delusion that they’ll get to retire someday and that’s when they’ll get to spend time on their passion.   Losing Frankie so suddenly, so young reinforces to me that we don’t have all this time to wait to enjoy our precious time. This could be your last day.   Do you want to know what the regrets of the dying are? Watch this Jane McGonigal Ted talk video. If there is anything that is in your power to do today that will prevent you from sharing these regrets, and I know there is, do not wait until tomorrow.   Notice, no one says, “I wish I had worked more.” We all need money to live, and most of the things we enjoy require money, too. When and why did you decide that you could not make money doing something you love? Is that the truth? Or does it just seem too good to be true, so it must not be.   What if it was, though? What if you start today to make the life you really want possible, and die two months from now? Would that do anything to ease your regrets?   If you don’t know what your passions are, I have plenty of resources that can help you identify them. I know it can be daunting, but it’s worth it.   If you know what your passions are, but you think working closely to them would require a lot of work and time, perhaps even money and training, you may be right. Start today and do it anyway. If you don’t know where to start, ask us! info@epiccareering.com.   0 comments on “So you think you’ll wait until tomorrow…” Pingback: Epic Careering » I am NOT a rock; I am NOT an island