“But work does not define us as humans. What I had missed in my decades of corporate life, the fundamental confusion I labored under. Was that work, was reality. All the years I had been working, the world went on. The sun on the clouds in the morning, the goodness of a decent lunch, the privacy of your own thoughts, the love of your children, the great gift of being a father in a loving family. I had been prodigal with the abundance of life.”