Day 4

It's like a lottery. The chance to do one thing that makes a difference. It's like buying the 6/49 ticket that you might make millions from. It's like carrying a camera around with you hoping for that once in a lifetime image.
Or is it like making that favorite home made stew. A bit of this and a bit of that,throw it all together and wait. Is it best to take baby steps until eventually you put together something that makes a difference. But then how do you know it has happened.
How do you know you have made a difference? Does someone come up to you and say 'Hey you know what...'. I don't think it works like that.
With the one shot deal, you know. With the stew option you might never know.
Why do I want to make  a difference? Good question. Do I want to be remembered after I am gone? Probably. Do I want my boys to be proud of me? Of course I do. Because I sure am proud of them. The things that they know and can do at eleven astounds me.
Do I want to make a difference to make my life worthwhile and not be one of the masses? We shall see.

Day 3

I was going to go on and on about how to make a difference and I will allow you to follow my discovery but I just saw this posted on Facebook and I thought that in order to make a supreme difference with a photograph it would have to be a powerful image, a once in a lifetime image, an image like this one.

Day 2

How does one decide what to do to be remembered by, to make a difference? I guess first you need to decide on scale. One can make a difference by being a scout leader, by seeing a nice older man at the convenience store same day every day you are there and deciding one day to buy his paper for him, or by helping one person one time when you can. That is making a difference on a smaller scale.
What if you want to make a difference on a large scale. How do you decide? Save neglected animals so volunteer at the local SPCA, plant trees to help reforestation, drive a more energy efficient vehicle or ride your bike? Or go big or go home by making a difference by becoming a politician and changing the system from the inside, join Greenpeace, live completely off the grid, volunteer to help the under privileged.
Maybe one is passionate about a few of the above but are limited either by time or funds or both but still want to make a difference. How does one decide? This is the process I am going through. For myself, for my boys, my community, my world.
The process of my deciding what I must do to make a mark, make a change, made a difference will be documented through this blog and I am thankful that you wish to observe.

Day 1

There is a part of me that screams to do something different. To make a difference. To do something that will be remembered.

In a previous profession I was a photographer. It was always a dream on every shoot to take that one image that would make a difference in the world. That would awaken people. That would shock people. That would be remembered. That profession had to be left behind and a new one began.

Why do some people feel they must begin again, to reinvent themselves, to start fresh?  Is it like being reborn? Not being a deeply religious person I do not know how it feels to be reborn. Perhaps it is like returning to one’s childhood and learning life all over again.  Does that mean that someone who stays with the same profession did not have a good childhood and do not wish to revisit it even for a brief time period? I do not profess to have all the answers but it does surprise me how some people stay in the same profession their whole lives while others float around their whole lives. Does that mean the rest of us have no fricken idea what we want to do when we grow up?

And what does grow up mean? I am in my mid-fifties yet do not feel it. How old do I feel? I don’t know but certainly not what my drivers license says my age is. Maybe it has something to do with my mind set, maybe it has something to do with trying to keep up with my twin boys. Who knows.