My dog is an athletic breed. He loves to frolic and play. If you just say his name he wags his tail so hard it shakes his whole body. I was running with him yesterday and he started to slow. His head was down, he wasn’t looking around, he look dehydrated and tired. At that point, I was basically dragging him. He had already been out that morning for an hour with my husband, and we were at the end of our hour. He was shot.

Then I watched as a little white butterfly came fluttering down, flitting around his face, almost landing right on his nose. Suddenly, my dog went wild, he was leaping five feet straight into the air. His eyes began to shine and his ears perked up. His energy became so boundless, I now had to work to keep him from bounding off.

My first job out of school, I stayed with that company for eight years. I grew up there. I was settled, I was comfortable… happy. Choosing to leave was terrifying. Three months later, I was exhilarated and thriving, growing by leaps and bounds.

How important is it to you to chase what you love?