Shortly after college I realized I had no vision for my life. In college I had studied psychology with an eye toward becoming a Marriage, Family, and Child Counselor. But, in my senior year, the bottom dropped out of that vision when I decided I wasn’t cut out to listen to people’s problems all day. My experience at peer counseling had been successful but draining. I couldn’t put their problems away when I went home. That and the fact that I looked about 17 convinced me not to go further in schooling for that career.
Since then I’ve worked in offices; answering phones, typing letters, doing some desktop publishing. Questions posed to me repeatedly over the ensuing 19 years with my old answers:
“What do you want from life? What are your goals? Where do you see yourself in five years?”
I just want to be happy. That is my goal: a happy life. I don’t know where I see myself. I hope that I am in a happy relationship.
“What would make you happy?”
I don’t know. To be loved I guess.
I have changed my mind. My primary goal is that my life reflects God’s call on my heart. My secondary goal is that my life have meaning to someone besides myself. That I make a difference for the better in someone besides myself. That at least one person on earth will be better off for me having been here to help them or listen to them or advise them. I think it would be grand to have helped many people in the end, but one person will do.