11.10.2011

When I Grow Up.

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I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe you think that I'm already grown up, with a job and a house and a husband. But I am not.

I am a girl who got a job out of college that has turned, over the last six years, into a career. Which has the opportunity to turn into far more if I have the desire to make it be so. And on the one side of the coin, that is tempting in so many ways. There are the money things and the power things but those aren't the things that matter. It's the working my ass off day in and day out to get more responsibility. To reach my full potential. To do something that I'm surprisingly very talented at. And there is safety in the known. That is what entices me.

And then there's the other side of my brain the coin. The me that was an Art History major. Who loves books and traveling and all the beautiful and savory and delicious things in this world. The me that wants to be outside in the sunshine whenever I choose. Who wants to trot around the globe. Have four crazy and rambunctious kids. Start my own business. Be inspired and also inspire.


Here is the point: there are the things that I'm great at. And the things that I'm passionate about. And at this juncture in my life, those are not the same things.

I love my job because it gives me the means to enjoy my hobbies. And I love my hobbies because they are not my job. And I'm finding that that is a very important distinction. But someday I wouldn't mind the opportunity to align them a little more closely together.

Maybe this post is just for me (because my brain is on overtime trying to sort this all out). And it's not like anyone is asking me to decide the rest of my life tomorrow. And it's not even like any one decision is set for the rest of my life. But I am open to any insight or guidance or thoughts. Maybe we are all on this same path, whether we say it out loud or not. And I would be interested to hear what you have to say.

2 comments:

  1. Hrm... I think you summed up my life and several of my friends too! You're not alone :) I feel like there's a saying... it's the journey, not the destination... :)

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  2. +1 to this and Katie's comment. It *is* the journey that counts -- take time to enjoy it.

    "I love my job because it gives me the means to enjoy my hobbies. And I love my hobbies because they are not my job. But someday I wouldn't mind the opportunity to align them a little more closely together."

    I have this thought at least once a week.

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