I’m pretty sure you are expecting a different answer to the title above than what I will give you. But that is nothing unusual here at RJsCorner is it? 😎

Ok, without further ado here is my answer to the statement above.

“The two most important days of your life are the day you are born, and the day you find out why.”

I’m sure some of you were expecting your marriage day to be on the list, or maybe your child’s birth. For some it would likely be your multiple marriage days. 😜 But, if you look at this logically, if you were never born then you don’t exist. So, of course that puts that one on the top of the list. The second one may not be as important to some as to others. But, I dwell on it quite frequently, or at least I have for the last several years.

Finding out why you were born is sacrosanct to determining your legacy and purpose. Do you just spend your time sucking in oxygen and blowing out CO2 thereby contributing to global warming or do you think you have more to contribute than that? Some take the obvious road and say propagating the species is why they are here. Obviously that is important as without it the world would pretty quickly end, but to me, that is a cop out, especially for us men who don’t have to do the actual child bearing or much of the nurturing process.

Let’s face it, many of us just don’t seem to care why we were born. We just meander from day-to-day with no insight as to a greater purpose. Then there are others who know early on why they were born. Some say it is to be a doctor or nurse and save lives. Some say other things. Coming to the realization of why we were born is a very critical step in being who we were meant to be.

I will admit up front that I don’t have any first-hand experience with the current education system. I can only go by what I have learned from other sources. If any of you want to provide your experiences please leave a comment. But Having My Say I think one of the primary objectives of our secondary grades is to help people find their life goals. As per my recent post about “high” schools not being high, I call secondary grades between sixth and twelfth years.

I didn’t get ANY help in trying to figure out my purpose in life from those six years, and that is primarily why I spent the first half of my working life in something that bored me and that I was no more than mediocre at it. How can you expect a teenager to go it alone without significant help with this critical decision? Our educational systems need to do a better of providing insight into what our kids purpose for living is so that they don’t make the same mistakes that I did.