Luke posted this as his status on Facebook the other day: "Nothing has ever seemed bigger, more interesting, more challenging, or more exciting than music does to me right now."
Logan's Facebook is peppered with the word volleyball followed by several exclamation points.
We had a weekend in which we saw Luke sing and play the piano in a terrific concert at Miami University on Saturday.
On Sunday we watched Logan play volleyball with some A and Open players. He looked like he belonged there, and he won his games.
Luke and Logan were raised in the same house, with the same piano and the same volleyball court. Luke plays a little volleyball but he is passionate about music. Logan plays a little music on the piano (and guitar and bass) but he is passionate about volleyball.
Clearly, passion is a prerequisitie to excelling at something. But where does passion come from? What makes one kid passionate about one thing and another kid passionate about something else, even though they had the same opportunity?
I'm still thinking about those questions but here is one thing I know for sure: throwing themselves whole-heartedly into their passions is a source of great happiness and satisfaction for both of my sons.
And watching them throw themselves into their passions is amazing for me and Tim. It is the best thing we could have ever wished for them.