Passion
Passion
Living life every day without interacting in an area that is not part of your true passion can be very monotonous. Isn’t enjoying those things you truly love, partially, what living is all about?
I have always loved being by or on the water, after all I grew up in Minnesota, the “land of 10,000 lakes”, but for various reasons I never did. So, after my divorce, I had a work opportunity on Hilton Head Island, in South Carolina. My passion for being by the water, walking on the beaches, watching the sunrise and set and feeling the wind on my face, rose to an all-time high. Within seven months, I took more than 2000 photos of what I saw there, and I still could not get enough beach time. That kind of passion might live in each of us. For me, I did not realize it was a passion, or something I simply liked, until I experienced it fully and over a long period of time. Taking so many pictures, hurrying to get through work and get back to the beach to once again experience the peace and beauty I felt there was evidence enough for me that it was one of my passions.