“Success is waking up in the morning so excited about what you have to do that you literally fly out the door.” – Fame

I find myself wondering how many people really have that. I go to work. I do my job, and I think I’m pretty good at it. There are a few things about it that really get me excited and interested, but those things are few and far between. I don’t dislike the work I do. I think it is important, and I know it helps people. That is a start, at least.

I don’t know what I would be if I could do anything. I have always been fascinated by genetics, but that’s a lot of school to get through. I’d love to train dogs, sell books, or a dozen other things that don’t make enough money to support us unless I got amazingly good at them. I have an MBA and I’m using it, so I am glad, at least, that my education has been put to good use. Sometimes I wish, though, that I could have more passion for what I do.

I think, perhaps, if I stick with this, I will be able to find a niche that lets me be passionate. I will find my passion.

For the moment, though, the end of that quote will have to do:

“It’s falling asleep at night knowing you did the best job you could.┬áSuccess is joy and freedom and friendship…and success is love.”

Those things I am already lucky enough to have.

2 thoughts on “Passion

  1. I can SO relate to this post… even the part about training dogs… (why, oh WHY can’t there be a bigger market for that anyway?? lol). I am one of those people who never knew what i wanted to be when I grew up…. Unlike what you are describing though, I feel a bigger and bigger dis-satisfaction with my current job and career path. There has to be something better out there…

  2. I’m sure there is something better, but at the moment I have to balance the economy against my wish for something more exciting, and the economy is requiring more give at the moment. Sometimes, at least at this point in my life, stability has to take precedence.

    I wish I could go do something fascinating, though. At the moment I feel a little like a cart horse, plodding along, but it will eventually improve.

    I hope you find your passion!

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