Love-to-be:
Please choose your occupation because it's something you love, not simply because it will make you loads of money.
I've told you before, it's not about the money.
I will love you just as much for your passion for what you do as for the inventive ways we will stretch our dollars.
Love it enough to do it for 20, 30 or 40 years, but love me enough to let it mellow into a conversation topic when you come home.
Let it be your profession, your passion, but not your life.
I always admire men who choose a career that may not be the most financially cushy, but that is something they truly enjoy.
So. Whatever you choose to do, do it with passion.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a doctor or a lawyer or even an advertising man. There is no reason you should feel guilty for making six figures. That would just give us more opportunities to do good, and I would love that.
All of this is just to say that if what acts as your figurative cup of coffee in the morning is the thought of teaching 17-year olds about The Cold War or mitosis or Shakespeare, we will be just fine.
We'll live in a small*, older house, with chipped paint and a kitchen table we'll refinish ourselves.
We'll find adventures in weekend camping trips and coveted nights out, but mostly in good conversation and great food.
Made by yours truly, of course.
We'll learn to save our pennies and nickels and dimes and when we finally have enough to take that big trip to Europe or South America or Africa that we've always wanted to take, we'll appreciate it that much more.
So, dear, do what you love, love what you do, and love me too.
*I don't much care for housework, anyway. So, in my opinion, the less house to clean, the better.
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