I’ve come to define my life by three purposes. For reasons I am struggling to define and cope with, these three purposes remain in conflict with each other. They are as follows: Bring joy to my partner’s life, Raise my boys to become good men and scholarship-worthy athletes, tell stories that continue to make me feel good about telling stories. Individually each is a worthy and demanding purpose. I suspect there is a way they could all co-exist, but they don’t. Remove anything but writing from the equation and the other two work together just fine. However, do that and I fall to misery and am unable to deal with either individual purpose. Remove writing and I can still function for a while, but eventually it builds up to the point where I can’t. So I exist in a space where I need to understand balance and understand how to make it all work. If I don’t I’ll remain in the spiral. It isn’t a healthy place to be.
Some Thoughts:
- If things in your life don’t happen at the right time, does that necessarily not still make them the right things?