For this physician, financial independence is bittersweet

I say that financial independence is bittersweet and you look at me with your jaw slack, your eyes questioning.  You scan to the top of my blog, and you see the words “personal finance,” and you’re wondering if I’ve gone slightly daffy. But then I point to my byline, personal finance with a twist, and continue on my belligerent rant.  I have said before that money is a foil.  A false mirage.  A tangible object on which we pin our hopes and dreams.  No one ever lived for money, or even died for it.  We live for principles, ideals, people, objects, the unobtainable stuff that money is the first and most minor of many hinderances. Our goal is not a goal, but a means to something deeper and much more meaningful. I have always wanted to be a doctor From the earliest, sweetest vaults of a young child’s memory.  I wanted to be just like my dad.  A hero of heroes in an eight-year old’s mind.  My only dream was to get to my tenth birthday so I could go with him to the office and see patients, like my two brothers, had done when they reached the decade milestone. Then he collapsed. His sudden death while rounding in the hospital did more to catapult an eight-year old’s voyage than could the mighty arms of Atlas. Bittersweet. His passing made concrete in me this idea of following in his footsteps.   And following, I did.  I sprinted through college and medical school.  My surety in my chosen profession never questioned.  My confidence brimming in even the m...
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