How Much Do You Have To Pay To Fall In Love?

To fulfill a dream, to be allowed to sweat over lonely labor, to be given a chance to create, is the meat and potatoes of life. The money is the gravy.
–Bette Davis

You don’t have to pay to get the happiness!!

Yesterday, I posed a naughty question on my facebook status, “How much do you have to pay to fall in love?” and the responses are various and even a friend of mine felt like she has to delete her response (which is curious of course). Another friend of mine wrote, he would pay everything to fall in love and it sounds pretty romantic to me even though personally I don’t think you have to pay anything to fall in love. It’s something that happens naturally, same as when you smile or feel happy. You don’t have to pay to get the happiness!!

Since last weekend I’ve been reading a book by René Suhardono Your Job is Not Your Career and I’ve been thinking of the love of my life, something that can make you get out of bed happily and say, YES I’M DOING IT AGAIN!!!

The organizations that give me a job are just my clients, the career is all mine and the gravy tastes so sweet

It all started in the year of 2002 when I stumbled upon a job that helped me to find my passion and also my career. Until then, translating has been something that I enjoy most. It’s not always something I’m good at since I always learn something new from the materials I’m translating, but  I always feel enthusiastic whenever I’m translating. Hours I spent in front of computer feel like I’m having fun. You will say you have found your satisfaction if you can’t distinguish whether you’re playing or working. In translation, I found my passion and it’s not the only one.

A friend of mine said, “Love can’t pay you the bills.” He might be right, but just like Bette Davis said, the money is the gravy. Most successful people sometimes don’t know how much they get paid. They just say, I’m just having fun. Money is just the by-product. I found this to be true.

There’s no retirement plan from falling in love. You love for a lifetime

I might not have a big house, I don’t even own a car, but I have an enjoyable career that can support my lifestyle and also allow me to treat myself like I should, that’s including a little savings, traveling abroad, education (I’m planning to go back to the uni this year, not because I’m under delusion that the higher the education, the higher your salary. I just found the program tempting) and some ProPlan for my cats . The organizations that give me a job are just my clients, the career is all mine and the gravy tastes so sweet.

Some say, you should get a big job or have a big business then sell it and get retired young. I don’t understand why you should be retired from having fun? I will keep doing what I do until I can’t get up from bed, which is the day I die. And how can you get away from the love of your life? You just keep loving until you die. There’s no retirement plan from falling in love. You love for a lifetime.

So living up the passion, falling in love with life, experience and savor every bit that life offers me, does it make me successful? If the indicator of success is a cool position (and title), a high degree, ten Italian sport cars in your garage, some big houses, nice perk from the company that hiring you, a solid bottom line, then I’m totally unsuccessful. Success to me is like opening the door that leads you to other doors. One big dream realized to another. And most of all I feel successful when I can challenge myself to bring out the best in me, do my best and be the best, therefore I will never live in regrets.

I believe I’m not the only one who love doing my work happily and have my own meaning of success. And just like my dear friend Bette Davis said, “I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.”

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. sumlump
    Apr 04, 2010 @ 10:52:26

    What I like from this note is the question itself and the naughty thoughts that come from it. So how much would you pay, really?

    Reply

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