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Will You Ever Find the Work You Were Meant to Do?
I’m still searching every single day.
A Calling. Surely you’ve heard of it — maybe whispered from the mouths of gleeful parents or perhaps uttered at a graduation ceremony. It sounds mystical, doesn’t it? If you’re one of the lucky ones, something divine will just strike you one day. That. That’s what I’m supposed to do for the rest of my life. It’s so simple.
If you’re anything like me — and you’re reading this, hoping for some emotional uplift — well, someone fed you a big, fat lie. While some of us may fall into a passion with a craft or trade or a big mission like trying to feed all the kids in Africa, the truth is that there’s never one exact moment where you go, “This is it.”
The sad thing is that we still tell high school seniors this lie — that it’s just a matter of time before they figure out what fits and what will provide a livable income for the rest of their lives. We tell them to pick a major — and, really, it’s okay if you switch — and find the career path that will hopefully bring them both happiness and money. It sounds simple when it’s put that way, doesn’t it? Just go from point A to point B and everything will be fine. Wrong.
I didn’t have the traditional higher education path. I was nearly twenty-five when I decided to take classes at my…
