Rewire the brain

It is a strikingly beautiful day in the town square this morning.  I am sitting in one of the new comfy chairs at the newly remodeled coffee shop enjoying a tasty mocha latte.  Life is good at this moment...

The other day someone asked me "what is your passion" and surprisingly, I did not have a good answer.  The question was posed when I was at the adolescent home cutting down trees and cleaning up the property with sixty or so volunteers.  If someone had asked me that question elsewhere, I would have immediately replied "I enjoy working with the kids at the adolescent home".  It was a staff member that asked me the question so I can only speculate that I was somehow uncomfortable saying something akin to "my passion is doing your job".  

But that event has caused me to think deeply about my interests and motivations.  I spend most of my free time trying to help others in some way, but now I wonder why I do that.  Saturday morning I had coffee with a young man that I have been mentoring and invited him over to have brunch with our family on Sunday.  He and his two young daughters (ages one and three) joined us but his wife had to work.  As the morning progressed I began to see that I really am not a social creature, as much as I would like to be.  At times I felt awkward and uncomfortable, unable to see the purpose in general conversation.  I am much more comfortable in the role of the 'father figure", not a friend.  More then likely I have some synapses mis-wired that cause this malfunction.  Perhaps I can rewire them...  Anyone have a spare soldering iron?