At my firm job, the path to "success" was well-defined. Bust your hump, bill a ton of hours, do good work, and after 8 or 9 or 10 years, you reach the brass ring that is partnership. After a couple of years on this track, though, my wife and I had our first child. I struggled with how best to reconcile my personal goal of spending as much quality time as possible with my growing family, with my professional goal of "succeeding" in a big firm. I did some soul searching, and I came out of it with a new, personal definition of "success."