When I was in school, I had very little interest in history. The facts and dates bored me to death. But ever since I started this doctorate degree, I have discovered an interest in history that I never had before. Now, I have this voracious appetite for reading (which is NOT like me at all) and I am fascinated with the some of the greatest leaders in history.
I have been so inspired by the stories of Abraham Lincoln, Theodore Roosevelt, Harriet Tubman and others. But I am also finding that reading about these people makes me feel like a huge loser.
These people accomplished so much in their lifetime, even by a young age. I am nearly 30 and I haven’t done crap.
Not that I want to be famous or think that I have the capacity to change the world. I understand I am just one girl. But I do feel like I could be doing more.
By the time I’m done with working out, work, and homework and the end of the day rolls around, I’m just…done. Josh will come home to find me all like
Sometimes I wonder why I couldn’t have been one of those people that is just fine with mediocrity. But that’s not me. So I put really high standards on myself. And that’s ok. The problem arises with how I view myself when I believe I haven’t met those standards. But that’s a topic for another day…
Right now, I just don’t have anything that I feel passionate enough about to pursue, I mean, other than my doctorate degree.
I have mixed feelings about Steve Jobs, but one thing I did admire about him was his passion for his work.
I don’t think I’ve found “it”. I mean, I like my job but I don’t feel a passion for it.
“If you’re still waiting for it, it means you’re not yet ready for it…whatever “it” is…so stop looking at waiting as a punishment and start looking at it as preparation!”
― Mandy Hale, in The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass