Once you got the diagnosis of an illness that might kill you and you have been through all the treatment and fought for your life, you see things differently.
I don't care if I arrive somewhere 5-15 minutes late, because my toddler wanted to close his jacket by himself, anymore. I always prefer an extra cuddle by my daughter from an 'important' business call. I have learned that the priorities I had before the diagnosis are actually not important. Time with my family and friends, time for myself, a chat with a colleague at the coffee machine about their new arrived grandchild is so much more important than that one ticket about a printer which does not print.
This, of course, has an impact because that printer, which does not print, might be a priority of someone else, who has not gone through a life changing illness and might still think it is more important to get those print outs to marketing within the next 10 minutes and does not want to wait 30 minutes or more.
I try to keep that impact on other people as small as possible. Respecting other people's priorities as much as I try to appreciate their situation. I did not think like this all my life. Only with the challenges I had to go through, I started to appreciate that other people might have to deal with their own challenges.
Now that it's all behind me (hopefully forever), I can make a bill of positives and negatives, one of the positives is certainly the focus on taking the time when it is due instead of running behind and letting myself getting stressed by things that aren't worth it.
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