So - this past weekend I was out on a first date and the conversation was flowing pretty easy up until the point when I was asked what I was passionate about. He had just been telling me about the stories that he has written and the books he has read and I suddenly panicked to myself that I had no passion in life. I quickly thought of the things I did while growing up - dance classes, piano lessons, etc. all of which I no longer do. How could they be what I was passionate about if I no longer did them - and was I ever really passionate about them?
I then started to laugh to myself at the ridiculousness of my thoughts because as I was trying to reach for any word, phrase, or activity the things that popped in my head were reality tv and celebrity gossip. How could you actually admit to someone that finding out who was going to be elminated next on the bachelorette thrilled you - or - when you heard the news that Kathy Griffin's assistant quit it actually put a damper in your day - or - that instead of reading the morning paper you scroll through the status changes of your friends on Facebook. Could this honestly be what I was passionate about?
Struggling to come up with an answer and to avoid looking completely uninteresting I simply said I had to get back to him about that one. How lame was that? Later that weekend as I thought about it more I really think aside from my love of pop culture my current passion is to live my best life. I know that sounds corny but I am passionate about making time for my friends and family - doing the things I love and always making sure that I'm putting the best me forward. I'm still searching for what all of it means exactly but I know that this year so far has really been a transforming one for me because I have discovered this new outlook and perspective. It is a time full of expectations - but I have learned to take it one day at a time, and to make sure I laugh along the way.
Oh and what time is the Bachelor on tonight?
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