All my life, I have always tried running away before anyone uttered those eight terrifying words: "What will you be when you grow up?" Of course, we had first been introduced to this ambiguous question while still in diapers, but always had brushed it aside with the thought, "I'll decide later." High school, we discovered, was later. So we embarked on the tedious process of inventing our dreams. We scoured the career center, hounded our counselors, pestered our parents and teachers. We pleaded with friends to answer in our stead. Certainly we knew that it was our decision, but we had to try to get out of it, right? Make someone else decide.
Soon we understood that to find our passions, we must step beyond the comfortable confines of our abilities. We were forced to expose ourselves once more to the vulnerability of trial and error. But this time, as we delved into the unfamiliar, we had self-assurance to attempt the experiment. And so, amid the swirling waters of confusion of choosing the path to the next step in our lives, backed by constant guidance from parents and peers, I really do believe that we gradually will formulate a future. Our future.
This post is to me and all those out there who are still very unsure of their next step in live, choosing the career of their passion. Fret not, with time, I am sure all of us will figure out our true calling.
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