I can tell you that it's not just those on their death bed who face these regrets, but the families surrounding them as well. My own experiences have taught me

I can tell you that it's not just those on their death bed who face these regrets, but the families surrounding them as well. My own experiences have taught me that my real moments of happiness come from enjoying my family time. Work provides some satisfaction: those little victories nailing a project, or scoring a big contract, but it only lasts until the next one. A job well done on a project hardly can compare the moments you capture with your spouse or your children. I think from some of the comments, it could be that you just haven't reach the point in your life that this difference becomes apparent. I would have never guessed before having children that I could be so happy -- they are just entirely different emotions. I suspect a lot of folks under hospice care are old enough to recognize this difference, and regret spending their early years trying to earn their way to happiness, and missed their childrens youth. I think our generations, especially with the work-from-home movements, will be different though. We get to both raise our children and work just as hard -- it's no longer a choice to be made.