Traveling allows me time to think. Moments of silence. Period of evaluation... at least on the flight. I am out of town, in UK.
Though the inflight entertainment on-demand movies are not that exciting. I was able to catch a nice movie (Gridiron Gang) Amidst all those conversation, I was also particularly taken by the conversation between Sean Porter and his mother. Upon her death-bed, she made a confession which I felt so akin to. In comparison to Porter, his mother's achievement is simply put as:
"... my achievement in life is you.... you are my greatest achievement...."
This also strikes a strange chord in a book:
On a final personal note, I want to repeat a question I constantly pose in my teaching: How many on their deathbeds wished they'd spent more time at the office - or watching TV? The answer is, No one. They think about their loved ones, their families, and those they have served.
(The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, Stephen R. Covey. pp. 11)
Those statements speak alot to me, and I align with them. My greatest achievement is my family. My children. My wife. Building them up. Loving them. (I am fiercely proud of them).
At the end of the day, one of contribution to the community is to build a family that is secure and healthy and capable to love. That to me is achievement (not a bigger car, or a bigger house... even though they might come my way).