A good friend of mine called me out on my last post.
He said that I was painting too much of an extreme - that I was making an absurd statement that I could never swear by - namely that I would quit my job at the drop of a hat to find a tissue for a friend with a nosebleed.
At first I was somewhat offended (NOBODY calls ME absurd!!) but I listened (less than patiently, perhaps) and humored him, and reread the post, searching for what exactly wasn't right.
I cut two lines out of the end - definitely too extreme a statement, that he's right about - I'd be ridiculous if I backed it up.
I also realize that I wasn't clear enough about my friend's medical situation. She was going for a semi-serious operation, and would be heavily medicated afterwards, and needed someone to accompany her home for her own safety. And she literally had no one else to ask. So this compared to missing a few work hours...?
But my skeptical friend makes a good point. As always, there are no hard and fast, always-do-this or always-do-that rules. The goal of my post (and, applied more broadly, the goal of this blog) was simply to 1) Suggest that fear of losing something can quite often be silly and yet debilitating and 2) To suggest a perspective from which one can conquer it.
Ultimately, the point is less about what decision we make, and even more about how we make it - fearlessly, and thus fully aware of what our true core values are and how they apply to the situation at hand. When we're not afraid of what we stand to lose, we can more aptly weigh the true risks, rewards, and consequences.