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Have you ever wondered if what your doing in life is making a difference?


An impact?


I’m no writer. Nor have I ever pretended to be.


In fact I’ve had friends who have told me about grammarly. And that I should use it.


I never intended for this blog to be what it is. Really.


I mean. You see these pictures.

People. Places.


All this sort of “life” or lifestyle. That everyone wishes to have or to be.


I find that those who whether they be friends, celebrities, People whom you know either personally that do these things on a regular basis, don’t actually post those things.


I had a close friend of mine who will call Jermaine.


I don’t know. No, carol. No I like Jermaine.


People who are like Jermaine. In a field of helping others who have literally devoted their lives.

Day in and day out.


Selfless. Caring individual, seeing some of the worlds most awful things, everyday.


Wondering.


Is this even making a difference.


Am I even making a dent in saving these Said lives?


Well yes Jermaine.


You are.


Sometimes I wonder in my life.


What my purpose is.


Is blogging a great job?

Am I doing anything really?


Does it help?

The economy for sure.

My lifestyle. Yeah.


Other areas? It can.


That John Lennon video all you non musicians are singing.


You guys. No.


What the hell. You absolutely took a song. A natural treasure my favorite thing in the world and ya butchered it.


Kidding kidding.

No I’m not.


All seriousness aside.


My point being though that

Naturally in life I feel we all go though these certain feelings.


Teachers. Doctors. Law Enforcement. Mom’s who went to school and left behind careers to raise children. Men who work countless hours who then don’t get to spend time with said children.


I think that we all come to a time or place in our life, that we all start feel that way.


Is this what I want my life to be about?



I think the times being what they are. We, and I’m speaking on myself here. I’m Really starting to evaluate what’s the most meaningful part of my life.


It’s our children. Our spouses. Our friends. Passions. Careers ( they can be to. ) Volunteerwork. Pets. Community. Something we’re starting to see now coming together more than ever.


And I love it.


Never did I want to write a blog.

Never do I rarely ever post what I’m actually doing.


I didn’t want mine to be like that.



I’ve seen and heard people saying things like it’s the drivers and health care workers that are the most important part of our world. The backbone of our society.


Celebrities, professional athletes and musicians. They aren’t saving lives. But they do. All the time.

For me anyways. Just. Differently.


How many times has a movie or a song or a game changed your view or perception on things? Made you feel something. Got you through a tough time in your life?


This might just not be their time in the limelight right now. But, life.


But this is why I feel that everyone whatever their contribution may be to this world. Is important.



I never wished to be seen by thousands of people. I didn’t want to post my house. My pictures. Write about my personal life.


I never had anything to prove.


I didn’t like it.


The whole point of having a blog is to create this ideal image.

To buy. Consume.


I can’t tell you the countless nights and hours that I have spent up writing. Coding. Days upon days upon days.



You’d think I was trying to get into Harvard to run a marketing campaign for a Fortune 500 company for gods sake.


But that’s my story.


During these times. I’ve heard many things. One being that how health and Family are probably what most people are tending to realize is what’s important.


Not the car that you drive. The house. The career.


But it’s what gives your life meaning. What drives you.


What did you wake up for in the morning?


And if you didn’t like it, what are you going to do to change it?





 
 
 

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