Lost

I’ve been thinking about changing my major. From about sixth grade all the way through ninth grade, I wanted to be an Emergency Room nurse. Possibly a doctor, but who knew. I was planning on going to the University of Iowa for pre-med, and eventually working in a hospital in Cedar Rapids. But in the beginning of tenth grade, and I’ll never forget this, my dad said to me: “Lauren, I want you to get up every day excited to go to work. Don’t look for a job, look for your passion; and if your passion pays, then you’ve got it made.” And that was all I needed to hear. I was going to teach music. Music is my life, and if I could pass that on to other people and get paid to do it? Hell yes I was going to do that. I was pumped. “Okay Lauren, new plan.” I was now planning to go to Iowa State University, and double major in Music and Education. I was set. Until recently. A friend of mine asked me what I wanted to do with my life, and suddenly I didn’t know. Whatever it takes, music will never cease to be a part of my life. But did I want to be a music teacher? It’s so hard to find a job in that profession. And do I even want to go into music anymore? What about psychology? Or therapy? I don’t know. Thank God I have time left to figure it out.