So this morning I was thinking, while driving to work, and planning my insanely busy and stressful day about why I'm doing this crazy job. Sure there is a kick from solving problems but that stage between problem start and problem solved is often stressful and frustrating.
My personal goal, as an IT guy, is to ensure data availability when its needed and ensure that data loss doesn't occur. This can take a lot of effort some days.
When I started out in IT, my goal was to be as successful as possible, to do my father proud. So that he felt his years of bringing me up right had been well spent and his sacrifices as a parent were worth it. Like most young people, I was out to make a mark on the world. I left half-way through my college term, being unhappy with the courses some of the instructors had 'railroaded' me to based on my previous exam results. This isnt something I blame them for, it was my responsibility to choose the right ones, but instead I didnt really stand up and say no.
After leaving and working in a call center for a short period, I broke into the industry of IT, thinking that if I liked playing with computers, then this was the job for me.
I was managing an IT department at the age of eighteen with four guys working under me. In retrospect this was probably a little young but I had some good mentors and good contacts to help me out. By the age of twenty I was running around the UK, doing training and consulting for the franchisee owners. I had a house and car before some of my friends had left university. By the age of twenty two, I had emigrated to Canada, to another branch of the company and taken over management of the IT systems there, before moving on to work for other companies and myself. All the time increasing knowledge and experience aiming for that thing called 'Success'.
I had traveled to different parts of the world; New Zealand, The Cook Islands, Utah.US, Vancouver.Canada; all as part of my job. The trips were a lot of fun and a lot of work, surely 'Success' was somewhere to be found on the planet.
|The problem with searching for 'Success',|
is that it has to be defined first.
Now, its not like my father demonstrated he was unhappy with me, indeed, quite the opposite. This was more of a personal belief that had festered, morphed and mutated over the past twenty years.
The other week, my wife asked me why I was feeling down. My response was 'I feel I should have done so much more with my life by now.' On reflection, that isnt the best thing to say to your spouse. She kindly highlighted that we had a two great kids, a home and were doing great!
After twenty years of aiming for 'Success', to make my father (and mother) proud, I had a paradigm shift. An epiphany. Something that I had thought about in the past but it had never really sunk in, taken hold or fully understood. Something that I realized when I started thinking about my two daughters this morning.
The question should not be 'Are you Successful'.
The real question is; 'Are You Happy?'
While writing this blog, I stumbled on this article
by Doyle Boatwright
. In one of his articles, he speaks about Success and what it means. The paragraph that stood out to me the most was in his closing.
Achieving success is all about how you determine to feel about yourself and your situation every day of your life. If you can find the positives in your life, other positive things will come into your life, and you’ll be the most successful person you can be.