Passion

Recently, Julie posed this question to me: What am I passionate about in my life? After I reflected on this question the answer came to me. I would love to work with children that may have been deprived of love and family and did not have the opportunity to live a "conventional" life. That is to say, they may not have experienced the typical American dream of a mom, dad and 2.2 children all residing together in the stereotypical happy and satisfying life.

However, there are some people who may question the assertion of my passion and dedication to children. And the first one that can attest to my "hypocrisy" is my own son. I haven't really been a presence or influence in my own son's life. And I guess I carried on a family tradition. I would see my own dad on television discussing ways he could assist fatherless children when he was blatantly ignoring and neglecting me.

In the past, I have had the opportunity to make a positive impact/difference in some children's lives, but typically I have self-destructed before I could follow-through on my good intentions.

Once I have worked on myself and achieved a level of stability, I will strive to be a blessing to some young people again. When I come to the end of my life, I pray that I will have made a positive difference and will also be remembered fondly.