This is really about passion, but putting passion in the title made it seem like something it isn’t.
Last night, as I was letting my husband head out to play Ultimate Frisbee, which I enjoy playing as well, I had a revelation.
It’s about passion.
I enjoy Ultimate Frisbee, but I am not going to rearrange life to make it happen. If I end up playing I enjoy it, but I wouldn’t say it is one of my favorite things in the world.
For my husband this is another story. Ultimate Frisbee is his favorite sport. He LOVES to play. He love to teach others to play. He enjoys both encouraging others and a really challenging game. He like the physicality, the strategy, and the disc tossing aspects. Ultimate Frisbee is a passion for him.
For me, it is handbells. My husband enjoys playing, when the opportunity arises. He is even really good, but he isn’t going to rearrange his life to make it happen.
For me, on the other hand, I will do just about anything to get to play handbells. They are my passion. Fortunately I figure out a way to play a few times a year. One day we will own a set ourselves and then I will be able to play even more. (Just the thought is terribly exciting – proof that it’s my passion.)