My passions are random and varied. Also, as passions tend to do, they change as the years progress. Passions I had at 17 are much different today. I have a quite a few, but I need to be careful about what I post here, as I don’t want to lose an assignment sometime due to not seeming fair and impartial. Some of my passions though include:
- Helping those that have been forgotten: I thought about that recently as I friended a cousin many times over on Facebook. Without dissing my family, let’s just say that she doesn’t know us. I gave her a little family history tutorial today though as I explained who our family members are through photos. I also told her to feel free to ask me any questions. I know I could get myself into a whole big mess with my family by doing this, but honestly, I don’t care. It’s a travesty when you acknowledge a family member, yet neglect them at the same time. I’ve always been the one to try and help those who have been forgotten and do consider it a passion to hold out a hand and say, “I’m here” through my actions.
- Creating something out of nothing: I realize that this has so many different connotations. I really enjoy finding multiple uses for an item. Plastic bags from the grocery store have multiple uses, as do cardstock scraps and even cardboard boxes.
- Advocating for mental illness compassion: I about died when family members called a relative “selfish” when he committed suicide many years ago. Even though I was younger back then, I knew he was anything but that. I have never let others forget that suicide isn’t selfishness. When I also hear that ADHD’ers are lazy, I go into the same overdrive. These are the same people who wouldn’t allow their diabetic child to go without medication, but think this about mental illness, which is horrific.
- Decency in action: I despise bigotry and hatred on every level. I have dear friends who are many different colors of the rainbow and would absolutely not tolerate it if they were targeted because of their skin color. I also feel the same way about homosexuals. It’s 2012, folks, and to hate anyone due to their race or sexual orientation is, simply put, nuts. I don’t stand for it and neither should you.
- Living: I’ve come to realize that it’s so important to live your life with purpose and passion. To know what you stand for and live it out is what life is meant for. Anything else is secondary.
And so, these in a nutshell are my passions. What are yours?