I feel like when I hear people talk about traveling to Europe or spending a year in the peace corps, or whatever other trendy sounding hobby/passion it makes me think that my interests are lame. It's alike to when someone asks you to name an actress in some movie and it's right on the tip of your tongue but for the life of you, you can't come up with  her name...that's how I feel when people ask me about my interests and aspirations. It's like, I know I have them. I know that there are a million things I'm passionate about and so many things I want to do in my life and with my life. But somehow when I'm asked what I'm passionate about or what's on my bucket list, I draw a blank. Actually the same thing seems to be true when someone else shares their exciting stories or dreams with me. I get dazed by how cool it sounds and I have this longing to be as cool as that person- as if their travels are better than mine or their career is such a better choice in life.
Maybe I need to spend more time reflecting on the blessings in my life. Maybe I need to remind myself more often how great my life has been and is. Maybe I need to actually make a bucket list so that I remember that I want to see all 50 states by the time I'm 30, or that maybe I want to run that marathon my dad's always talking about- that way I'll have a ready answer to give. Maybe then I'll be the one telling the exciting travel stories or sharing my passionate story with eyes wide...
What's the deal with my self esteem folks? Changedfish