“Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on to someone else.”
― Mitch Albom
What is a precious thing you have passed on to someone else?
Age and experience take their toll, and both people and things break down in ways large and small. People and things can often be restored—hips replaced, varnish renewed—but never to their original state.
What do you miss being the way it used to be? What do you celebrate for being restored or repaired?
Whether at work or at play, if more than one person is involved it’s only going to be satisfying if you all pull together. It’s a grand thing when everyone has a vision. But if you’re all looking different directions, the canoe is not going to get very far.
Where do you find satisfaction in aligning your vision with someone else’s?