Vacation gives fresh perspective on life

Posted on August 6, 2001

There's nothing like a good vacation to help you get back on track with life.

I should warn you now this isn't one of my regular computer columns, whatever regular might be. Although computers and work play an integral role in my life, they are not my entire life. Sure, without a job, I would probably be stuck eating grilled cheese every day, but I do really, really like grilled cheese.

But even those things you really, really like you can't have every day. And even if you did, you probably wouldn't like them as much anymore. I'm one of those people who tend to focus so much on one thing that I sometimes lose focus on the big picture. I think I'm making huge sacrifices to make something work when, in fact, I attempt to alter the natural course of events.

Basically, what I need to do is heed my own advice -- just let what is supposed to happen, happen.

Thankfully, I have plenty of friends and family to make me realize how lucky I am. The two days before I left for my trip, I spent time with two of my best girl friends and realized how much I had missed them. I usually feel at ease around friends unless I start overanalyzing the relationship, which I seem to do more often than not.

Then I spent four mostly relaxing days on the beach with my family. Although I did spend much of the time thinking about recent events, I took plenty of time to think about the present and future, things I've neglected as of late. That's what happens when you get wrapped up in things instead of just living.

Sometimes I'm impatient and overly patient at the same time. Like I'm waiting for something to happen but extemely disappointed about waiting or what the end result is. I've done that with my career. I've done that with relationships. I've done that with life.

Sometimes I'm selfish while thinking I'm selfless. Like I'll do things for others excessively or try to help people figure out their lives or give advice to those who aren't asking for it. I guess it's better to care too much than too little, but why can't I care just enough?

Luckily, I think I've found the solution. I had just misplaced it for awhile. The answer to being happy is looking out for your best interests and the interests of those who you care about. If I spent more time doing what I thought was right and less time worrying about what others thought or if I were doing something wrong, I think I would be happy. You can always make a decision, and if it doesn't work, you can move to Plan B. But if you wait too long to make a decision, Plan B might not exist anymore.

So I've made my decision -- to let whatever is supposed to happen, happen. I think it's the right decision. I can only hope it includes a grilled cheese.