May 05, 2007 12:31
Lately I've been--for some reason, and so much more than usual--really fucking stressed out about my future: whether business school is what's right for me, whether I should have stuck with the idea of culinary school, and just so many other things...it goes along with obtaining that things that I want vs. that of which I need, which has also been something that's been on my mind quite often these days...
I've just been distracted by this emense fear of regret and unhappiness to the point where it has actually interfered with some really important things. I am so young and still have so many things to focus on for right now that I shouldn't, and really can't afford, to let that fear get in the way.
I was brought to tears by how much he understood what I was feeling and he said to me, "I never grew up wanting to be a nurse." He told me his ambition was "to be important."
For me it'll one day be, "I never grew up wanting to be the typical, Wall Street (however you invision it) business woman." And I told him my ambition was "to be creative."
My dad just made me realize that the direction that I'm heading in has purpose and even if it's not a direct route to where I want to go and be in life, it's there to help me cover more land...if that makes sense.
Basically, I'm just so lucky to have someone like him in my life, he has no idea how much I love him.