Of the three topics posed in the comments section...
Welcome home, Sally! Maybe you and Gaby could make a trip to AC Moore or Michael's for a clay kit to preserve her tiny paw print. Although the contrast won't be as dramatic when Sally's full grown since she's a tiny breed, she won't be this tiny for long.
Degrassi fans, talk amongst yourselves. Tanii, Becky, and Gwen, this is, um, Becky, Gwen and Tanii. Although Gwen only really watches it with me since her house got rid of cable, I've been known to tape it, make up a silly quiz about the episode and Gwen returns them to me. We're sad. But funny! I have a shameful addiction to this show. Tanii, are you watching Degrassi: The Next Generation, or are you referring to the Old School versions? (Which are occasionally on late at night.)
Finally, Michelle's question...
"Why do some people know what they're supposed to do with their lives, inherently, and others feel like they are going to spend their entire existence trying to figure out what they want to do with their life, and a part of them will always feel empty...?"
Well... Uhh... Look! It's a tub of Ben and Jerry's Ice cream! Mmmm, ice cream fills the emptiness.
No, seriously, I want to try to say something profound and sincere. So... For me, a lot of little signs and coincidences led me to photojournalism. I always liked cameras.
This photo was taken when I was 2. I'm very intently studying a real camera, and that's my sister Amanda playing with a toy. When I was in sixth grade, I had an excellent elementary school principal who started a "photo club." I learned how to do tray processing, the old school black and white developing method, and it was like magic, watching the images rise to the surface under the red lights. I took a photo class my freshman year of high school, with more tray processing, and I loved that, too. I had the fantastic opportunity to travel a LOT when I was young, and I loved capturing everything with my camera.
The very first person I ever photographed for a Page 1 photo was Kurt Vonnegut. He was a guest speaker at SU. He said that those who seek their true calling in life should think about what they loved best when they were 10 years old, that you don't really change that much. At age 10, you're independent enough to have complex opinions and choose your own activities, but you're not yet bogged down by thoughts of what you "should" be doing. (He also said he liked mailing letters because he felt like he was feeding a big blue bullfrog when he dropped them in the mailbox.)
When I was 10 and in my elementary school's "photo club," I loved riding my bike down to the park and around the East Pete Pool, photographing the jungle gym equipment and the streams that run through the Sportsmen's Club. I stuck to bike trail and parks and places I knew well, where I often played, but I liked going around by myself and shooting them. I would do all these things with my camera that were different, like holding my polarizing sunglasses in front of the lens. (I now know that professional polarizing filters cost anywhere from $9.95 to $ 1,259.95, but I just thought it "looked cool" at the time.)
If the question is, WHY do some chosen (for lack of a better word) people know what their calling is, and others seem destined to wonder, and wait, and feel empty.... I dunno. I think that's up there with wondering why some people fall in love at age 16 and marry their high school sweethearts, and others endure heartbreak, betrayal and finally get it right when they're 85 and meet their soul mate in a nursing home. Fate? Destiny? Karma from a last life? God's plan? Whatever you believe, I guess.
But from a practical standapoint... I guess the best answer I can come up with for HOW I inherently knew what I wanted to do with my life is this: I do a grown up version of the things I liked best when I was 10.
As for the Julia's query about whether or not Michelle's question was for herself, or Julia or all of us... Let's see. Julia lives in San Francisco with a background in advertising. She is an excellent swing dancer. Michelle is newly married to a great guy, living in Seattle, and teaches special education. If you were living in either of those cities, what would your dream job be?