Why I Write

I have a great job. Actually it’s a fantastic job for me. I have flexible hours, I can work almost anywhere, which means that I can do things like go with my kids to events, even trips out of town and still work. I get to express myself, and talk about interesting things.

However there are hassles, it can be a grind, and there is pressure to come up with something interesting on a regular basis. I do enjoy it, but I have had times where I thought about going to be a DBA somewhere and letting someone else point out work for me to do.

Then I get notes like this:

I've been in this business since 1980, starting with CDC punch cards, so you can see how much 'experience' has accumulated in what seems like the wink of an eye. I don't get the chance to read all your editorials, but from the ones I have read, you have the gift ( because it is a gift ) of seeing the whole picture!

... Your insight and knowledge of not just 'work' but of people and careers is the best, more so than any other I've read. Don't lose that deep appreciation of life/work, care and intelligence your editorials have come to be.

That’s cool. It arrived in my Inbox recently and made my day.