You can see them in any airport, on any flight; weary travelers far from home on a business trip. They are in a hurry for the next flight, cell phone to their ear, talking, listening, making appointments…
They are at the car rental counters, the security lines, waiting for a taxi and in the hotel bar… and they are always with the cell phone. They are texting, downloading, taking calls. They are working hard, talking fast and trying to save their deals and satisfy their clients, and they are calling home to see if the kids made it home from school.
I’ve been that traveler myself; it isn’t much fun.
You can see them on the plane, looking at a picture of the kids they miss, the events they have missed, but them they have to get back to work.
When the dust finally settles, I wonder if these hard-working folks will have any regrets. Will they regret that they didn’t make one more meeting, one more call or one more deal? Somehow I doubt it. Will they regret the time they didn’t spend with loved ones?
That life wasn’t for me, but I must say that I respect those who make the sacrifice. I’ve spoken to many of them, and I’ve noticed that so many feel that they are on a ride from which there is no exit; it’s sad really.
Faith, family, friends and relationships require more time and attention than many of us think we can afford to give them. Do you suppose that this could be the devil’s own lie?