What do you want from life?
Who are you?
What will you offer to the world?
These are the questions that I daily ask at this point in my life journey. In the second year of my three year attempt to receive an MS in Speech-Language Pathology (Speech Therapy for those who are unfamiliar with the official title), and I am learning and accepting more and more about who I am and who I am destined to be. I have always been told "you're a hard worker". Based on what I know about myself now I can say this is not true. I am a bare minimum worker. Something I hate, and am moment by moment seeking to change. People comment on how lucky I am to have such a beautiful singing voice. I won't negate that, but I will say that to whom much is given, much is required. I have lived in 3 different countries and traveled to more than a handful, experiences I am truly grateful for and would not change for anything. But I think about the relationships that suffered and continue to, as a result of that distance.
It is all around us.
In the crisp fall morning air.
In the tear of frustration that promises to spill from my eyes as I get deeper into my profession.
Possibility seems too far from my reach and yet I can't stop chasing it.
Choices must be made and at times I want to throw my hands up in despair.
With each decision I face, possibility is right there waving it's hand and beckoning me in one direction or the other.
I'm aware of the fact that anything and everything is possible under the right circumstances, but I often question do I have the right mix?
To say my current pursuit is difficult, exhausting, and intimidating would be the understatement of the century. But the challenge feels good. Rising to the occasion will take sacrifice, the ability to have foresight, to accept my strengths and acknowledge my weaknesses, sleepless nights, and lots of coffee. Still I look forward to all the things the future holds in store.