
Not surprisingly studies clearly show that meaningfully engaging in something that you are passionate about can have positive outcomes on your mental health and happiness. Unfortunately, however many people don’t know how to follow their passions. Researcher Jon Jachimowicz gives three reasons why this is a challenge. First, passion is not something one finds but rather something that needs to be developed. Secondly, it is hard to pursue your passions because they often diminish over time. The third surprising reason is that sometimes our passions have limits and can lead us off track.

We all know that you can’t live on happiness alone. Life soon shows us that you cannot get sidetracked from important goals, responsibilities and routine activities for too long. If passions need to be actively discovered over time, he suggests that we focus more on what we care about, not just what you like to do and what is fun. Pursuing your passions will be challenging and it will require perseverance. It may not be easy and will require great effort but passions within ourselves are resilient. They can wait and weather the many storms of a life lived.

I have learned over time that my true passions are things that I don’t have to do. I choose to do them because I want to without motive or obligation. For me it has been writing and artistic pursuits that I excelled at when I was young and in school and later in my teaching profession. I loved to mentor my young students giving them confidence to explore their own creative side especially through the visual arts.

When I was young and considering my pathway ahead for work and careers I had been tempted to and initially tried to follow an artistic avenue but soon realized that the pressure and stress ensued from having to create on demand took away from the pleasure that I thought I was getting from my passion. Along with the fear of not being able to make a living for myself. I did what many have done. I chose the safer, more traditional and dependable route, a profession which I flourished in until retirement.

I’m old enough now to understand that being passionate about your job or being a conscientious parent always had an element of service, stress and hard work that would eat away at the pleasure you gained. I have also long recognized that there have been things that I have done emulating the saying “it’s like riding a bike…. you never forget how” like reading, listening to music and riding my bike but they were not my true passions. They were easy automatic go to activities like comfort food telling me this will feel good.

Some passions require more effort and time. They are squashed away just itching to get out. Revisited at times reminding you of their importance and value but then missed bringing you disappointment when they become unsustainable. That was my experience during a large part of my adulthood occasionally grasping at opportunities to draw or write while being consumed in family life and workloads leaving me frustrated with my inability to create at a level that I would be happy with.

Instead, more time and effort went into exposing my daughters to a variety of experiences and encouraging them to chase those young dreams that might turn into passions later in life.

Not things that they were necessarily the best, fastest, or smartest at, but the things that they really liked to do and would help propel them through life. It was exhausting at times keeping up with their personal journeys of self-discovery often at the expense of my own it seemed at the time. But it was worth it, and the payoff has been great because my adult children do fall back on those childhood pastimes when they can do so for pleasure. Some things have been left behind perhaps to be rediscovered in the future, others have been maintained and incorporated into their busy lives. Enjoyable and easy to do activities that make them feel good because there is a history there.

A late winter morning, nineteen-ninety something and it was still cold outside. The weekend edition of the newspaper was brought in the house. After dusting off the snow we opened it up and to our family’s surprise and delight there was my daughter’s artwork published on the front page next to the headlines. Having entered a weather watcher contest she was an excited and proud 6-year old that day. When I shared that image with her recently, she told me that at the time she thought she was a famous artist!

Fast forward nearly 30 years and that same daughter still finds creating and crafting makes her feel good. Far removed from her personal and professional roles and responsibilities allowing those passions back into her life even just for a little while helps lift her spirits and maintain her stamina for daily life. Haven’t we all been there and done that?
You may not be able to explore your passions fully at every stage of your life, but you should always be watching for the signs and listening to your heart. In time hopefully my children too will recognize what I am discovering now later in life, my own true passions are still waiting for me!

Last year now in retirement I decided to join an Urban Sketchers group of local artists that met once a month on location to draw, share their creations and socialize. I had only been to two of these events and was thoroughly looking forward to this opportunity once again grow and develop my artistic skills which for many years had not moved past the budding stage. Then the pandemic hit and curtailed all social gatherings.

Another disappointing attempt at rekindling an old passion I thought. Until with some consideration the group decided to continue drawing solo and posting online for the group with designated themes or locations each week.

So for nearly the past 52 weeks every Saturday during this pandemic I have been drawing sometimes on location, sometimes in my car, or as winter settled in sometimes within my own home. Each week I have shared my sketches online with strangers that have oddly become my online audience and friends. It has been a rare positive outcome of and a wonderful experience of this Covid year for me. This has become a routine activity that I have chosen to keep doing, look forward to and really care about.

It has required dedication and effort, but I have welcomed sketching every weekend because it lifts my spirits and takes my mind away from the current status quo for many precious moments. Gaining my full concentration, the time lapses and I’m lost in the process. I don’t need to be good at it. I value the feedback that my fellow artist acquaintances give to me, but I don’t need to feel recognized or famous.

When I post my sketches, I don’t do it to get praise. Doing it makes me happy and that is enough for me. I feel challenged, creative and left with a sense of accomplishment and joy.

I know a little secret now that I wish I could have shared with younger me much earlier in life. Somewhere over the retirement rainbow your passions are waiting for you! Hindsight would have told me not to beat myself up or stretch myself so thin at times trying to fulfill my passion projects that were quite unrealistic at that busy time of my life. If I could I would have told younger me to be more patient with yourself because your passions will find you.
Thank you for joining me.
Karen Boschee
Retired Teacher and Parent of 3 adult children

References: https://hbr.org>2019/10>3-reasonsitssohardtofollowyourpassion

































That old jigsaw puzzle of the world was a favorite challenge sitting at the dining room table for my girls. It still sits on a shelf amongst the retro board games from years gone by that bring us happy memories of a world with simple pleasures for children. During the childhood years staycations and road trips were how our family spent most summers. That’s all my kids had for adventures until they were teenagers. And, it didn’t hurt them one bit! My adult daughters have all traveled since to places around the world and have many memorable experiences that they will carry with them for life. 



Think about what makes you feel good and examine what you genuinely want to do that will make you feel relaxed, restored and regenerated. Taking time for recovery will enhance your resilience and success in life. By taking time to fill our own tank you can avoid burnout.
Back in nineteen ninety something I may not have fully understood the importance of resiliency and rejuvenation, but I did know that sometimes less could feel like more. So, a three-day long weekend, a staycation or a short road trip with children was far less stressful and much more relaxing and fun because you didn’t have to plan and prepare with such manic intensity.
You’ve heard the saying “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree”. Children learn from the significant people around them. As parents the words we choose and the words we use really do matter. A child’s mind is like a blank sheet of paper ready to be written or painted on. The innocence of youth is precious and pliable like a newly opened container of playdough ready to be molded.



As society changed, I have made a conscious choice to try to change with it. As a parent I have tried to maintain a progressive stance and embraced a more equitable and inclusive world. Being a willing lifelong learner is a healthier way to approach life. Not perpetuating the sins of our fathers and mothers so to speak. I have made every attempt that I could to not pass down judgmental and intolerant views to my children. I have tried to educate and counteract exposures to such beliefs and behaviors that my daughters have experienced because I know that prejudice and hate is something that is taught.


Does a child really need a hero? Brave, strong and smart characters abound in children’s make-believe worlds. But, what about the real world? With the COVID19 pandemic that seems like a silly question and an understatement! The recognition of everyday heroes is making the news daily. My husband has become my hero when he volunteers to glove and mask up to go grocery shopping because I am feeling nervous to do it myself!

These are confusing and stressful times. As families self-isolate at home trying to stay healthy hang in there! You don’t need to wear a big S for super on your chest. Just stay strong in a gentle way. It may be the simple little daily things that show your strength, courage and special skills!

As we get older our need for associations continues but the opportunities to form new and lasting relationships become less. Family ties make life richer and more meaningful. Communicating, supporting and building strong emotional bonds with children when they are young is especially important.
Some friendships may come and go over a lifetime but hopefully your family connections will last and become cherished and dependable friendships.
I have discovered that it was the subtle little things I did consistently that may have had the greatest impact and influence. As individuals your children will take separate paths in adulthood. Try to have special times with each child in order to appreciate their uniqueness and create personal memories. Be their biggest fan when the opportunity arises and a faithful companion in the quiet and challenging moments.
As I sit alone at the same dinner table writing this blog where we sat together for many years watching TV and doing homework and being a teacher my own school work late into the evening I have been reflecting. 
Taking out my Easter and spring decorations this year was like seeing old friends again and it made me feel good.
I included the scratches on the front door and the stains on the old rabbit’s ear because well used things are usually a sign of something special.











As I sit quietly at home writing this blog on my much smaller and more portable personalized red laptop during this unprecedented COVID19 crisis I am indeed grateful for the advanced technology and social media we have in 2020. 



You don’t have to be the perfect parent all the time and you won’t be the perfect parent everyday. Imperfections help build character. Challenges make us all stronger. There will always be things that you can’t stop, can’t control and can’t change in your children’s lives. Being there for your loved ones when they need you is what’s important.
Much older me is telling younger me that the precautions taken, the meticulous plans made and the hoops jumped through to make family life run smoothly may not always be remembered and appreciated. But, people will remember many of those random shared spontaneous moments.
I recently did that exact thing. I have always loved snow and winter. When I was young I did a lot of ice skating with family and friends. 

