Everyone has a path in life…   Finding it can be hard..  Maybe near impossible..   However, We are born knowing that it is possible….

So we’re off.

     New to this world, and fighting for my life, I realize I CAN move my mouth, but CAN’T seem to remember how to speak. I have awoken to a strange land that’s filled with Giants and I don’t seem to able to move my legs very well.  Vision Blurry, depth perception lost.   Reaching out I  grab the wooden rung of what these giants call a “crib”.  It’s sturdy enough to pull my weight against, and slide my body against the crib’s edge.  “Just what I thought, I am caged in and way off the ground.  I can barely move my legs. They must of drugged me.  It’s gotta be in the milk.”  I slowly pull my up and scan the room.  Distance.  This Path has distance.  We’re gonna need to walk.

Not everybody’s path’s the same, but I believe everyone ones path have a starting point.  It’s own “first steps”.   The acknowledgement of the choice’s your about to make, and the risk your about to take.  Some paths can be easy, some not so much.   And I believe that with risk comes reward.  

     Growing up, I truly believed “You can be anything you want when you grow up.”   First I thought I’ll be a doctor, seems like people respect them, everybody says I could be one.  Chicks dig it.  I have this fisher price doctor’s kit that’s pretty dope.  When you spin the thermomater the temperature rises, I can act like I got a fever.   But, for me the doctor seemed like too much work.  School,  till I am well into my twenties, and good money, but considering, not really.   Too much responsibilities.    I think that “Doctor” is the first job name you scratch off from the possible career list.   I bet some people come back to it.  I mean it is helping people in the rawest form and I believe everyone owes it to mankind to at least think about possibly being a doctor for the greater good of mankind.  I wonder if everyone contemplates becoming a preacher or a priest.  A spiritual leader.  I never did growing until I found out my brother thought about doing it and had decided against it.  I never thought of it like that.  Something you could think about like it was just like any other job.     For some reason I thought that God chose those people himself and that if I was supposed to be one it would just happen, but I am fairly confident now, that you both have to want it. Just like being a doctor.