It took me a while to figure it out, but once I got it, it made perfect sense. My purpose in life is to make people laugh, make them happy. And I’m good at it. I cheer people up when they’re sad, help their hearts stop bleeding, turn those pesky frowns upside down! And it’s not that I’m somehow inherently funny (laughable, maybe), I just know what to say and when to say it. I’m a regular comedian when people need me to be, and now that know that’s my purpose, I’m cool with that.
Some people run from their purpose, or try to pen it in with a successful profession and mostly ignore it. I prefer to chase seagulls with mine. Honestly, though, that’s all I ever really wanted to do; make people happy, not chase seagulls (as fun as that is, my purpose is more important). I didn’t care about a career, or a living, or anything like that. As long as I’m making people happy, and therefore fulfilling my purpose, then I am doing my job; the most important job, the best job. The only job that really matters.
I can end up living in a cardboard box in the shady side of town and not care as long as I’m still making people happy somehow. If they’re happy (and by “they” I mean friends, family, total strangers), then I’m happy. And that’s really all I need: To know I’m fulfilling my purpose.
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