What is wisdom without love
And what is love without sacrifice
it's hard to care about everything, and you can't always please everyone, but sometimes sacrifice is love.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Sacrifice
Monday, August 12, 2013
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Concept of Moving
Hmm. I guess I haven't blogged in a long time. Ever since google reader disappeared
I've been working more, treating work as if it were school, not really separating work and "off" time, but instead kind of integrating both in my free time. Work a bit, take a break, work a bit when i feel like it, take a break. Kind of like school. And maybe it's because I sometimes believe that I can single-handedly make a big difference in my company. It's the blessing and the curse of being in one of the busiest groups full of new grads. The blessing is that there is always more you can do, and therefore no limitation to the difference you can make, and the curse is that even if you didn't want to work a lot, you would still have to, to some extent. I guess, for my current situation, it more of a blessing, or an opportunity to grow and learn.
So, the people here, and the families/lives they lead are completely different from what I'm used to. Growing up in a middle-class/uppper-middle-class Asian dominated community in central NJ, it was very rare for anyone I knew to move away to another state or city/school-district, especially if they had kids. That was really weird. If they lost their job, they most likely got another job in the same area, and maybe a handful would be forced to find a job a few hours away and just drive back on the weekends. But here in the capital region in the super high tech super competitive sect of the semiconductor industry, people just pick up and move when they are unhappy, or when they want a promotion (or when they get laid off). --Many in my company have moved across multiple countries even--and most who came have been in more than 1 other state before.
I've never experienced such mobile people. I think when you are little, this fear of moving is implanted into your soul. Fear of losing your best friends, losing that familiar environment, and everything that you know. But I think it is true what the articles say. The older you grow, the more difficult it is to make deep friendships because it is harder to spend time with each other they way you did before (and perhaps less vulnerabilities show when you become a proficient smiley professional who tucks emotions far back away). And I guess therefore, it becomes much easier to move.
But all of that is just physical location moving. What about moving spiritually? The older you get the harder it is? Too many present things filling our lives that we forget about the eternity we should live for.
Of all of this, what remains?
I've been working more, treating work as if it were school, not really separating work and "off" time, but instead kind of integrating both in my free time. Work a bit, take a break, work a bit when i feel like it, take a break. Kind of like school. And maybe it's because I sometimes believe that I can single-handedly make a big difference in my company. It's the blessing and the curse of being in one of the busiest groups full of new grads. The blessing is that there is always more you can do, and therefore no limitation to the difference you can make, and the curse is that even if you didn't want to work a lot, you would still have to, to some extent. I guess, for my current situation, it more of a blessing, or an opportunity to grow and learn.
So, the people here, and the families/lives they lead are completely different from what I'm used to. Growing up in a middle-class/uppper-middle-class Asian dominated community in central NJ, it was very rare for anyone I knew to move away to another state or city/school-district, especially if they had kids. That was really weird. If they lost their job, they most likely got another job in the same area, and maybe a handful would be forced to find a job a few hours away and just drive back on the weekends. But here in the capital region in the super high tech super competitive sect of the semiconductor industry, people just pick up and move when they are unhappy, or when they want a promotion (or when they get laid off). --Many in my company have moved across multiple countries even--and most who came have been in more than 1 other state before.
I've never experienced such mobile people. I think when you are little, this fear of moving is implanted into your soul. Fear of losing your best friends, losing that familiar environment, and everything that you know. But I think it is true what the articles say. The older you grow, the more difficult it is to make deep friendships because it is harder to spend time with each other they way you did before (and perhaps less vulnerabilities show when you become a proficient smiley professional who tucks emotions far back away). And I guess therefore, it becomes much easier to move.
But all of that is just physical location moving. What about moving spiritually? The older you get the harder it is? Too many present things filling our lives that we forget about the eternity we should live for.
Of all of this, what remains?
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