Can you really? Liz Lemon kept on saying she was trying to, but really... something's got to give right. I thought the CEO of Pepsi was forthright and refreshing when she boldly said she sacrificed her family to get to the top. To say anything less is almost aimed at making everyone else who's had to choose feel less able. We're all human aren't we? Some things make us tick, some people make us weak, and sometimes we just get tired. Then there are things that drive us. The promise of "greatness" or "better than before". It could be a bit more money, a bit more fame, a bit more prestige, just more.
I guess what I am trying to say is, I realistically cannot have it all (unlike certain Tiger Moms who are Professors and raised their kids to be Harvard and Yale scholars and wrote books about it). But I would still like a healthy portion of most it, God willing. A semblance of a successful career, enough money to be well off, to enjoy, to help myself and my family, occasionally other people too (gotta work on my lack of generosity), offspring that are healthy, happy, well-prepared for the world and the hereafter, possibly successful in their own right some day. Some continuity and a legacy I suppose, since my life is finite.
I just wish it doesn't feel like a solo effort most of the time.
Anyway, my review came and went. And it went well. I did not give a perfect presentation, but I still received very good feedback. I suppose I am on track to write up. Somehow it all feels anti-climactic. Essentially the end of my review warranted a celebration, only it was to celebrate the fact that I can now do MORE work.
Haha.
I guess what I am trying to say is, I realistically cannot have it all (unlike certain Tiger Moms who are Professors and raised their kids to be Harvard and Yale scholars and wrote books about it). But I would still like a healthy portion of most it, God willing. A semblance of a successful career, enough money to be well off, to enjoy, to help myself and my family, occasionally other people too (gotta work on my lack of generosity), offspring that are healthy, happy, well-prepared for the world and the hereafter, possibly successful in their own right some day. Some continuity and a legacy I suppose, since my life is finite.
I just wish it doesn't feel like a solo effort most of the time.
Anyway, my review came and went. And it went well. I did not give a perfect presentation, but I still received very good feedback. I suppose I am on track to write up. Somehow it all feels anti-climactic. Essentially the end of my review warranted a celebration, only it was to celebrate the fact that I can now do MORE work.
Haha.
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