Purpose isn’t a fixed point. It evolves with us, changing as we grow and adapt to new seasons of life. I used to think teaching was my lifelong purpose—a vocation that defined me. But when I found myself standing in front of a classroom, wondering if the paycheck even covered my gas for the week, I began to question everything. What was once a calling had become a burden, an Ahab-like obsession dragging me deeper into burnout.
Purpose, I realized, should uplift, not destroy. It should offer hope, not sink us into frustration. Much like Ahab, I had confused a goal for a purpose. My goal was to stay in education, but my deeper purpose—bringing hope and clarity to others—was more fluid than I allowed it to be. And so, when the classroom door closed, a new opportunity opened. Real estate wasn’t Plan A, but it became a way to fulfill my purpose in a different context, where I could still educate, guide, and bring hope to people in another transformative moment of their lives.
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