I call it my Doc Hollywood moment. If you're not familiar with the movie (it is from 1991, after all) the short synopsis is this: Med student in NY has plans to be a plastic surgeon in Hollywood. Sports cars, expensive home, etc. Encounters an unplanned detour, during the drive across country, where he falls for a simpler life in a small town. Yeah, he falls for a girl too, but you get the picture.
He realized he was happier with less - and didn't need all the material things as he thought he did.
Cut to: Back in the summer of 2011, my wife JL and I were having a somewhat existential conversation about our future. What did we want to be doing when we were 75 years old? We weren't retiring when we were 62, to be sure. Did I want to be locked in a beige office, working for some dusty old guy in a corner office until then? Or did I want to be doing something I enjoyed? Something that was satisfying for me, as well as doing good and right by other people? JL was doing just that; making changes to her career and starting her own consulting business.Read More