What's your Bliss?

So with Fooball season over, Shaun has already transitioned to Soccer - or Futbol!
He is trying indoor soccer this summer.
We found a great place at a suggestion of a friend that has their own coaches (not parent volunteer coaches). It is a little more expensive, but the coaches are actual soccer players, certified in coaching - so the instruction is great!
And for Shaun - not having his parents as coaches is actually a good thing. He does better independently.

Last night was "evaluations" for anyone new to the league. Shaun age-wise should play on the U6 teams (under 6 yrs old) since he doesn't turn 6 for a couple weeks.
They decided to put him with a special group of U6-advanced players. Basically, they are kids that are technically supposed to be U6, but are really almost ready to move up to the U8 group.

The coaches push them a little more and focus on spacing/spreading the field, passing, and other honing of skills a little above the regular U6 group. I think it will be good for him and am so excited for these great "real" coaches to train him.

Last night - sitting on the bleachers, watching him on that soccer field just transported me back in my mind to my soccer days. In my first 20 years of life I spent more time on soccer fields than anywhere else. I learned so much about teams, skills, relationships, hard work, my own weaknesses and strengths and just life because of Soccer. It sounds really cheesy - but Soccer opened up the world to me. It gave me an identity in high school, it brought me out to the community in fundraising and planning for tournaments, it gave me discipline and confidence, it gave me my first paying job (referee-ing), it taught how to lead - and how to follow, it brought me around the state, country, and around the world in trips to Canada, Germany, Denmark, and Russia! It brought me to college as well. In short - for a lot of years - Soccer was my Bliss.

I'm not one of those people who wants their kids to live out their own dreams, and if Shaun plays this league once and then chooses something else to focus on that he likes more - I'm fine with that. He can get those same amazing experiences from another sport, or another activity, or school, or music, etc... It just reminded me last night how it felt to be young and love something so much that is what you wanted to do ALL the time. It made me very excited for him to find what that thing is over the coming years and to get to watch him do it! How fun! I guess this is my new Bliss - helping my kids find theirs! ;-)

What was your Bliss? What is it now?