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Life

Life is interesting I will give you that my friends. When one is young everyone wants to be something exciting; police officer, fire fighter, doctor, chef, etc. Then one gets to middle school and starts to learn more rigidly about subjects. Some start to think about computer opportunities like a programmer. Others find that they like the arts such as music or drama club. Moving onto high school gives that last bit of exposure to all subjects for students to sample. Languages, history through the ages, writing, performing arts, cooking, science, wood shop, physical education, health, and sometimes more sometimes less given where one went to high school. Yes, I understand that most schedules were set by the credits needed, but one got a taste of their freedom to choose. Not to mention the clubs that arose in these years as one tries each to see what one likes. In this four short years, one decides where they will go to college, if they will go to college, and what do they want to become as an adult. The ones that go to college become even more exposed to other topics that many of them change majors half way through their journey. Fantastic, they may have found their true calling.

The others, who could not or did not want to go to college, made their way by working their butts off to afford their living expenses. These people forge their path a different way by trying to become such jobs as pilots, managers, plumbers, etc. Now, in both instances, we are encouraged since the time we start school to find a career that suits us; finding a job that we can work for the rest of our lives… Does anyone else find that ironic? Think about it for a second. From the moment, we start to form intelligence; we have to think what our future job is… not the stuff that really matters. Love, family, friends, and enjoying life should be the primary focus of our existence on this world. Instead, we are bent into focusing on our sustainability. There are people I know, who are paid much more than me, who do not have their own apartment, never gone on a trip, gripe about their lack of pay, move from job to job, and are entitled beyond belief.

Do you want to know why that is? It is because since day one they were so focused on their goal that they let it consume them. They never thought of the crippling debt that will make sure they will never own a home. Never thought of those hours studying/working that kept them away from friends and loved ones. Never thought that letting the stress and work consume them would push others away. Never learned basic skills needed to thrive in life such as money management. Never learned humility and basic human kindness in order to make connections to further their growth…

Does that not seem wrong to you? Life is meant to be spent enjoying love, adventure, friendship, and comfort; not working until one becomes dust. It is the reason why many play video games, watch TV/movies, and read books. They want to escape to a place that brings them a jolt of excitement to their dull lives or lifts them with hope that some day it could be just like that; surrounded by loved onesĀ  and experiencing life together. Do not let life pass you by for a job. Stop and remember to hug your kids, tell your wife/husband that they mean everything to you, check up on your buddies to see if they are alright, visit your grandparent’s in the nursing homes, sit down and play games with your loved ones, help a stranger who can’t afford their coffee, be kind to those who are making you food/fixing your car/ etc., plan a trip with those you hold dear, save up for that home, and most the important one of all… make memories. Love is something we should all strive for in this life; don’t let yourself be cutoff from its glow.

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About the Author: Purpose

The other day I stopped for a moment and thought about why I am pursuing this path. Why go for a dream where the odds are against me? Shouldn’t I choose the safer and more assured course? The answer is… it has always been a part of me. For a while, I had pursued to become a teacher. As I went through this process, I ended up taking a course called something like Mythical Interpretation. At the time, I was taking six different classes and working. Some point among my busy schedule, I had forgotten to do an assignment. It was to make our own myths based off of classic fairy tales such as Sleeping Beauty. In a rush, a slung together a story and turned in the project. Two days later she kept me after class. Straight out, she said that this was not my best work and that I could do better. Giving me an extra week, I spent it in a creative fever; connecting to a part of me I thought I had thrown away. The time came as I presented my much better work to her. A smile fell on her face as she asked if she could keep it to show to her future classes and asked if I ever thought of becoming a writer. At the time, I kind of laughed it off; my anxiety over taking my desire. Years later I found myself back into creative fevers as I found myself again.

The main reason why I write is to feel like myself; every fiber of my being feels electrified as words form stories. This sentiment I have never quite felt before and it calls me to follow the path less taken. I want to hear people enjoy my stories and share with the friends in the adventure; to hear them say who their favorite character is or what kind of creature they would want to be in the world of Magitotum. Get stopped by someone who has read it and asked questions about how the story was formed and why I chose to write it in that way. Free up my schedule to write for the rest of my days while traveling on book tours to new place I though I would never see. That is the life for me. All the while sharing it with my beloved and my family. Have them enjoy being a part of that life with me. Honestly, part of what ever money I would happen to earn would be going towards my wedding, making me even more motivated to find that right agent and then publisher. So, my purpose? To be a great story teller, a fantastic husband, a dependable friend, a strong son, a bodacious brother, a helpful grandson, and to be the greatest version of myself for not only myself, but for those around me.