Lately I have read a lot about people and their passions. I wonder do I have a passion?
I love to garden in the summer but I don't feel it is a passion. A passion is consuming...
I read about a girl who love pickles she has a website dedicated to pickles. Silly right? but
not to her and it was a national mention in a magazine.
I love to hunt for the next great find. But do I live for it? And what will I do with a lot of
finds except keep or pass them on to friends?
I have many things that I love to do, We live in an amazing area.
My friends and family are amazing. Maybe that is my passion.
Thank you for all the good wishes for David's birthday, facebook and the phone exploded with wishes he was over whelmed and humbled. He did get his Mac and cheese with 1/2 lb of pure lobster meat in it.
Since I am reading an amazing John Irving book right now.(Last Night In Twisted River)
I thought a quote from him would be great.
You only grow by coming to the end of something and beginning something else.