Written by Jill Sullivan Grueter, Publisher
It can be so scary following your dreams. Some days, you may feel like throwing in the towel, or doubt yourself, your ideas, your goals. Other days, you feel like you’ve got it all together while watching it take shape.
I learned from an early age to dream. My dad worked at a bank in Boston for 18 years. In the 80s, he’d wrestle through the 93 traffic in the wee hours of the morning and make the opposite, yet equally as fierce, trek home each night. While doing that, he discovered his love and passion for computers and technology (at a time when technology wasn’t a thing). Just two years short of his pension, mostly due to stress of a taxing job, he made the decision to go at it on his own as a software engineering consultant.
Looking back now, it must have been terrifying for him. Is this the best decision for my family? Should I just stay at a safe job and give up this passion of mine? What if it all goes wrong?
Through the years, he built himself a successful computer consulting business specializing in the AS400. The what, you ask? Yes, I asked that too. “You have to have some unique tools in your tool belt, Jill,” he’d say to me. “That’s how you become irreplaceable.”
He’d have shirts with computers on them, mugs with jokes for computer-junkies only on them, and every beeping/blooping device you could think of tucked away in his home office. He just loved technology.
When I was in seventh grade, he told me one day people would be hanging their television sets on the wall. I can remember looking at the 300-pound Zenith boob tube that clunkyly sat in our family room while thinking there’s no way that could ever happen. But, the man just had such curiosity and such interest and wonderment about the progression of technology, he could give me glimpses into the future.
Sadly, my dad never experienced the day where he’d be hanging a new flat screen on the wall. The brain that helped his soul experience so much learning, searching, and wonderment was the same part of him that cancer overtook.
When my dad passed away, he was only 55 years old. Since then, we’ve experienced the iPhone, iPad, home automation, social media, and a total digital revolution. I think about how much he has missed and how much he would have loved every second of this technology-booming world.
I also think about how young he was and how quickly life can go. Wayne Dyer said that at the end of our lives, we should’t die with our music still in us. And, even though my dad’s life was cut so short, I do believe deeply in my heart that he lived his life with true passion. And, that made his life so deep and rich and meaningful.
We all have a passion inside of us. Whether it’s painting, writing, computers, or, heck, juggling! We have to remember to nurture this part of us. It calls on us for a reason. It whispers to us at night or when we are about to fall asleep. Nurture it. Embrace it. And, WORK on it! Don’t let that special, unique piece of you go. It’s what make you…you.
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