Purpose

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Here it is! My first blog post ever. I have been wanting to create a blog for awhile now, and after seeing and reading one of my friend’s blogs, I decided to take the leap. Ever since 5th grade, writing has been one of my favorite things to do. Mrs. Champlain, if you ever see this, shout out to you for showing me how awesome writing is.

So I’ve had this idea in my head for what my first blog should be. I’ve thought about it here and there, but today it’s really been knocking on the theoretical door to my head so I thought, maybe it’s a sign, maybe today is the day! And well, I guess it is since it’s happening, so here goes nothing…

PSA: WHAT YOU’RE ABOUT TO READ IS DEEPER THAN YOUR AVERAGE POOL

For the past few years, there’s been this lingering question in my head. Everyday I ask it. No matter what I’m doing, no matter where I am, the question is always there too.

This question is probably something we have all wondered at some point in our life. Some people may have always known, some people may have an idea, and whelp, some of us are just so fudging confused we’re writing a blog post about it.

I forget who said this, but there’s this quote that I have been thinking about a lot these past few days.

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“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born, and the day you find out why.”

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The day you find out WHY. The day you find your purpose. That’s my question.

WHAT IS MY PURPOSE

I’m at a point in my life where I feel like I should know. Where I feel like I should know who I am, but I don’t. In fact, I have never felt so lost in my life. It’s scary to be lost. It’s like when you lose your mom in the grocery store. Together you stroll through aisle one, followed by aisle two, three and four…until aisle five. What’s that on the shelf? A new flavored Oreo? Naturally, you have to go over to inspect. Is it a holiday flavor? A limited edition? Is it double stuffed? You turn around to show your mom, but she’s not there. Okay whatever, it’s not a big deal she’s probably in the next aisle over…but she’s not. So you check the next one, and the one after that and mom still isn’t there. And then you feel it…the worry…the knot in your stomach…..You feel scared.

Things tend to happen when you least expect it. Good things, bad things…a lot of things. For me, I don’t know exactly when it happened…maybe the day I was born or maybe a few years back…but I suddenly started to feel lost. I felt the worry. I felt the knot in my stomach…I thought it’d go away…In a sense, I thought I’d find my mom in the grocery store…but I didn’t…and I still haven’t.

I’m at this point in my life where I feel like everyone is finding themselves. I’m at this school, getting this education, learning about this major…why? Because that’s what I want to do in life…right? I don’t know, that’s the thing.

If there’s anything that I think I know at this point in my life, it’s that I want to change the world. I really want to do something, or be someone that betters the lives of those around them..but I question how to do that. I question it so much.

The guy that’s sitting next to me, bopping his head to the tunes in his headphones, constantly  looking up at the board to see the train times…where’s he going? What’s he do? Does he know the answer to the question?

My teacher sitting directly across from me, her eyebrows furrowed as she reads something on her phone…does she know the answer to the question? Maybe for her it was teaching…

It’s crazy to think that’s there’s billions maybe even trillions of people on this earth, and every single one of them serves an important purpose. From the CEO of Google, to your 

 

favorite waiter at a local
 restaurant….everyone serves a purpose in this world that allows us to experience it the way we do. The world is an ever changing place, but I think what makes us find the calm in that storm is stability. A sense of knowi

ng. And I might be wrong…i guess no one really knows for sure….

While feeling lost is scary, I know that it is a part of my journey. As corny as it may be to say, what’s a final destination without some detours?

I feel like my first blog post is kind of a mess, but I think I’m gonna roll with it. It’s definitely a little all over the place, so if you’ve stuck around long enough to make it to this sentence, thanks haha.

I guess all I’m really saying is that I’m lost..but that I guess it’s okay. As scary as it is sometimes, I know deep down that I’m here for a reason..and so are you. If you’ve found your purpose in life, here’s to you. I’m raising a glass of orange juice (obviously) in celebration (I’m a 19 year old college student get your head out of the gutter). But forreal, I wish you all the best in your journey. Don’t let your confidence waver, and stay strong in your beliefs in values. For the rest of us, I still raise a glass. Here’s to the day we find our purpose.

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