Passion ?

Some people pursue fame , some pursue fortune , some pursue good looks , some pursue recognition . What do I pursue ? I don't know ...

I have a feeling it involves people from various backgrounds, different religious beliefs , different cultures and to just immerse myself in all of it . I was always fascinated with people watching since I was little . I liked to observe their daily interactions , figuring out if there was a hint of sarcasm , or if that person had some sort of grudge towards the other ,or are they secretly in love ? etc.

So , what do I pursue? I still.. Do not know. A few have hinted I do not have a passion per se. Can I really say my passion is for people ?

Working in a pharmacy , in a community setting has opened my eyes to what working alongside those less fortunate , those less educated , and those who can't represent themselves properly.  Most not even by choice. I know I'm only a pharmacist. What else can I do besides counting pills, calling the doctor on their behalf ( most of them won't have a clue the Drs made a prescription error) , keeping them informed about their medication.. The best I can do is to listen . They tell me their personal problems , they tell me about recent deaths in the family , they tell me about their initial diagnosis, they tell me about their divorce , their newborn baby, the has beens and the what ifs. I sympathize ... My heart breaks for them . I make an effort to talk to the ones I know won't last long . They come in waiting for a script , I sit there with them and listen ... At least this way, I will remember them as individuals and not just by what medications they're on . This way, when they go , my heart will feel a lost .. A lost to the community . One less suffering .

And after that , I try and take care of the ones they leave behind.

 I sometimes think of life as a cruel joke. Ironic for a Christian , where you're suppose to think every life has a purpose in its own time. Nothing is by coincidence and everything has its time and place. I sometimes wonder if we "the living" are the ones left behind.

So ... What do I pursue ? Not money, not fame, not good looks ...  I'm still figuring out my purpose. My passion ....