Passions and Interests

Hello Again!
It’s quite funny that I was asked to write about things that I am passionate about and interested. I say this because I often ask myself the question why don’t I have any passions if I do how come they’re not that strong. To have a passion for something and to be interested in something is two different things. Being passionate about something I interpret as being in love with, while having an interest in something is to like or enjoy it.
I always look at my sister, Kymberlee, who is four years younger than me and then start to think about my passions and interests. Looking at her makes me think about my interests and passions because I see how passionate she is about certain things like dancing, cheerleading, praise dancing at church and singing; then I wonder why I was never like that. On TV, in the media and our everyday lives we see people who have a passion for something and they will work day after day to become the best that they can be just because they enjoy it. I often tell my mom it was her fault. If you’re wondering why, it’s because I think that most people who are greatly passionate about something start it while they are still young. I tried to tell my mom if she put my in gymnastics, dance or some type of lessons than I would be passionate about something other than talking on the phone. However, I know that it’s really not her fault; I just like to joke about it.
When it comes to my true passions well I don’t know where to start. My passions are only temporary. I’ve never been passionate about something and stuck with it. I was once passionate about track and volleyball but that shortly ended within about three years. I went to volleyball camps and ran on my spare time just for fun. Then I was told that I had developed exercise induced asthma and I let it take over. I started to get scared to run because I might have an asthma attack. I was scared to go out for volleyball the following year because I knew how much running the tryouts would consist of. That’s when what I thought was a passion ended. Now thinking back I would say it was a passion at the time but I let medical reasons allow me to let go of them. I know wish all the time that I would of fought through and worked as hard as I could have; maybe I would of out grew the asthma.
On the other hand I have many interests. I like to shop, talk on the phone, hang out with my friends and boyfriend, go to parties, relax, read, go to the beach and play sports. I consider all of these things to be interests instead of passions because I feel as I can go without them if I needed to. If I had considered them as passions I would be in love with them and feel as if I was lost without. To be passionate about something you need to enjoy doing it and have a great love for. Right now in my life I cannot say that I have any serious passions.