The Thinker.

The Thinker.
I think my baby boy was always a dreamer.

I think my baby boy was always a dreamer.

 

Today is a huge day for my baby boy. Today will be the culmination of all his hard work and creativity for the past 6 months. Today his Software launches. I am not really sure what that means. I keep picturing him standing on a mountain throwing floppy discs into the wind. I do  not even know if that makes sense. I do know that he has been working so hard and I do know that I want this day to go well for him. He may drive me crazy, he may never remember to turn off the lights or shut the door but I will never say that he is not a hard worker. I think what I am most proud of is that he has done this on his own. The Thinker is one of the smartiest boys I know but he has always marched to his own drum. (FYI, he never played the drums just the guitar). He never shined in school and he struggled with the structure and demands of a learned environment but once left on his own he soared. He has taught himself so much and challenges himself every day. His path has been complicated and yet he has found his way. He has driven me to distraction these last few months but he has stayed focus and determined. I am not sure what this software does or even how to describe what his company does. Yes, he has his own company with a lawyer, an accountant, an office and people he pays. (By the way, I still pay his cell phone bill, Hello!). I only hope that at the end of the day he is as proud of himself as I am of him. I also hope he turns off the light in the bathroom.

P.S. The other day he ran a successful Webinar (Whatever that is) and when he got home he was pretty pumped about how it had gone and what he felt he accomplished. He said a whole lot of things I did not understand about marketing his product and creating excitement to build sales. I heard “Blah, Blah,Blah” until he said “You know who taught me that?” and I said “Who?” expecting to hear Steve Jobs, Bill Gates, Tony Robbins or one of the other smarty pants he admires but my baby boy said “Papa”. Honestly, it does not get any  better than that and if this whole thing crashes and burns I will still be grateful that he learned from my Dad (the best salesman ever)  and they had worked on this project together. How could he not be successful?

 

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