Passion

I was reading one of my friend’s blog while I was bored to tears at work and decided I needed to blog. I have been wracking my brain, trying to decide what to blog about due to the fact that I don’t blog about my life, but more about subjects and events that I observe in life.

ANYWAY, my friend was talking about a passion of hers and how you have to have passion in your life.
That is so incredible true. Life is so busy, crazy and hectic. If you aren’t passionate about something in life, then you might as well be a roaming, charging robot. You only function, you don’t feel. Passion allows you to be human and to love. So I decided to be a sap today and blog about my passions.

Soccer-It’s basically the one thing I am good at and no one can take my love away for the sport. Even driving past a freshly cut, perfectly laid, green field, my heart beats a little faster. It truly is a beautiful game. I love watching it and witnessing a perfect diagonal run or a pass that has a faultless spin, speed and balance to it. It’s a game of intelligence, teamwork and skill. A perfect header, slide, tackle, shot, block, volley….and on and on. I think the best part is that you don’t have to play organized. You can take a ball in your back yard and work on any skill you want to.
Teaching- I know this probably sounds tacky and lame, but teaching is like an adrenaline rush for me. A rollercoaster thrill. Gut dropping, blood warming thrill. It’s something that comes naturally and somewhat of an addiction. I have all the patience in the world for children, which I think is why I desperately needed a job change. I have zero patience and tolerance for adults that don’t have common sense. Children are willing to learn and think of you as the all knowing goddess, although I know better. Plus what other career lets you act like a total goofball, and be cool for it.
My religion- I am not the best church goer, and will be the first to admit that on Sundays I would rather spend my time at home in my bed rather than 3 hours in uncomfortable clothes, pretending to listen…which in fact, I often do stay home…but it’s what defines me. Even if I weren’t LDS anymore, the principles that I have been taught and have been shown through examples have defined me. I complain a lot about the people in my religion because they can be so shallow and judgmental and so un Christ like and it pains me to see someone treat others with disdain and repulsiveness… but when it comes down to it, it defines who I am and who I will be in the future.
Brian- He is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don’t know where I would be without him. Countless times he has comforted me though hours of tears and doesn’t complain about me when I need to vent. He deals with my goofy love of movies that he wouldn’t ever watch if he had the choice, but knows I love them so he deals with it, teasing me only a little. I get excited over the most goofy, small thing, and although he doesn’t get excited with me, he lets me be excited and will listen to my excitement without complaint. If you were to compare us side to side, we are so different. We have little in common. He is good at EVERYTHING and I am not. But for some reason it works.