I Have a Dream....

Dreams come in all forms, from thoughts about how your life will turn out, to wishes about what type of car you'll drive one day to having your perfect house and so on. I would say that typically I'm not much of a dreamer. I tend to be more of a realist, certainly looking forward to things to come, but generally living practically, in the moment.

I'm noticing as I grow older though, I do seem to be developing a dream of sorts--one that would become a mission, one that would recognize a passion, one that would establish a sense of purpose. I'm finding that as I live my day to day experiences, although I'm happy and content, I'm also ready to find that sense of purpose in life, the thing that makes me jump out of bed in the morning ready to dig into the job that is custom-designed just for me.

I realize that I have a set of strengths, talents, gifts if you will. I'm at the point in my life where my children aren't quite so dependent on my help, my responsibilities aren't consuming my days quite so much and my time would be more free to focus on something I had a burning desire to do. The trick is sifting through the variety of hobbies, jobs and opportunities to find just what is cut out for me. We spend our lives trying to fit into the molds of our different roles, be it mom, employee, volunteer and we get the jobs done just because they need to be done. I'm ready to find that thing that I was really cut out for--the puzzle that has the empty spot that's exactly my shape, the hole that's waiting to be filled by nobody else but me. When I find it, I know that I'll know. It will be the type of opportunity that uses my abilities, it will be something I'll gladly spend my time on, and it will give me a sense of joy and accomplishment as I delve into it. So as I wait, I'm dreaming of finding my passion.