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My mark in this world?

11/7/2014

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What will this be?  I haven’t yet determined – or, is it me who determines?  Yes, I know what has happened in my life; I’m not sure that what I’ve done yet, can be considered a “mark”.   I’m not sure that the things that have occurred in my life, and the way I’ve handled them, have set me apart as anyone who has improved the human condition. Yes, “improving the human condition” is a qualifier that I have placed on the term “mark”.  I’ve never invented any special product or service, nor etched my way through the glass ceiling.  Although I’ve worked in public service most of my life, I wouldn’t compare my profession to those who work in military, police, fire, emergency services or any other good will job.   So, I may never know if my assistance to those strangers who came across my path was ever remembered or resulted in something important.  Again, who deems what important?

At one time in my life I thought I wanted to be “famous”.   That was selfish.  I was thinking of being famous in a good sense, not in a notorious sense.  I suppose I reveled in the idea of glamor.  When I was young, the Miss America Pageant was something many girls dreamed about because all the contestants seemed so elegant and poised.  But, being “famous” would definitely take ambition, which I lack; plus, a whole heck of a lot of work and support.  All of the “famous” have some qualities that set them apart – I do, though, think they probably share ambition (or, someone who had ambition for them.) Ambition can be a driving force exhibited in a variety of ways.  There is someone famous in nearly every walk of life, famous scientists, philanthropists, authors, humanitarians, like Mother Theresa, or Albert Einstein, or Jesus, or the Dalai Lama (you name your favorite leader.)   Something, though, sets them apart; something special.  I do feel, in a sense, we are all unique – there is something that certainly sets each of us apart from the other – is that our “mark”?

Now, in this time of reflection, I do also question my passion. I feel that those who seem to do the most good in the world have a passion for what they do.  That passion is felt by all with whom they come in contact.  This, to me, is a “mark”.  I’ve been passionate about only a few things in my life, and I’ve had ideas that could have come to fruition had I been ambitious.  I was passionate about Geology, but when I was taking Geology courses in the late 60’s, my family didn’t seem to be enthusiastic about that field of study and it just wasn’t something a girl ought to do.  I didn’t have the courage to go up that steep hill carving a new path.  So, my Geology courses were just used to fulfill my Liberal Arts Degree and I let my passion subside.  Sigh.  If school wasn’t so expensive today, I would consider returning to studies.  I loved attending classes.  There are, a couple of other ideas I have, not all that unique, but they just might fulfill my passion requirements.  I did enjoy those forty years in my profession; however, I don’t think I had the “passion” that I should have had.  My jobs were a means to an end.  Maybe, though, in this new state of being, I can coerce some new ambition forward and make a “mark” – after all, life isn’t over until it is over.   I am currently attempting to re-invent myself.  Maybe I can contribute enough to make this world less of a mess.

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Sherry Ball
11/7/2014 08:16:36 am

Ginny, I was just thinking this week that it took me until the age of 40 (at least) before I quit feeling that I had to achieve or excel in order to be worthy. I laughingly say I got to the point that I just didn't give a damn. I think we all leave our mark. It's that big fish in a small pond thing. You leave a mark with your relationships....your child...your spouse....your parents....friends. I'm betting, in your job, that you opened new worlds to children who ventured into the library. I remember the library in the old Cooper house was so important to me. You are a well traveled, accomplished lady who is a pleasure to know.

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Ginny
11/7/2014 10:07:22 am

Sherry, as I read your comment I was reminded of a wonderful supervisor I had - she would say "we are all cogs in a wheel" - and, she meant without those cogs the wheel wouldn't turn. Yep, fish in the pond, cogs on the wheel - just something one needs to accept. Thank you, and I am very glad we re-connected.

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