It is 11 years since blogging took me to Seattle for a trip to visit Nintendo headquarters and were it not for Facebook memories I might not have recognized the anniversary.
They put us up in a nice hotel, gave us a tour of headquarters and sent us home with a 3DS and some games. It was a pretty cool trip and one my son wished he could have gone on.
Truth is he would still like to visit but now it is a from an entirely different perspective.
He doesn’t remember how the deadbolt on the front door of the house broke that evening. Nor does he remember his father running to Home Depot to pick up the parts I needed to fix the damn door.
It is a funny memory now, but it wasn’t funny then.
I think I wrote about it in a different place, but I haven’t gone looking for it yet today.
A Letter You Might Read
Drove to Tyler this morning and stopped in Terrell on the way back. That won’t mean much to the non Texans but if you are my number one fan you’ll get it.
And if I decide to say yes, you’ll really get it, assuming I say yes. You only think you’re the boss but I know things and as I wrote elsewhere____________________.
Friday and Monday were long days of fighting to push a few things from possibility into reality. Long days were I struggled and wondered what I was doing missing and then I figured it out.
So there was a pretty decent celebration and some big kudos late Monday afternoon. I allowed myself to bathe and revel in it for about 30 minutes because we need to acknowledge our victories.
And then I geared up for what would come next because I anticipated that would lead to some other stuff and it has. Great-googly moogly there is such opportunity now and some significant challenges tied to it.
It is exciting and a little nerve wracking because it is going to take some doing to rope the moon and pull it from the sky.
I don’t think I can do it by myself and I don’t know yet if I’ll have the support I need to make it work but I am marshaling forces and pulling in resources to see if I can’t Macgyver the damn thing into existence.
If I do it, man o’man that will be worth celebrating.
The challenge drives and excites me, but there is big room to crash and burn here too.
If I was the sort of fellow who lacked grit, tenacity and imagination I would walk away. Some might call it the smart move and I understand why they do.
But I am not sure I could look my kids in the face if I did that. I have taught them to be willing to stand in the discomfort and spend time there.
That is where you grow and so I dance in the fire and stand upon nails trying to figure out if maybe I have the right recipe.
Got my suspicion and ideas that I am there. Got enough to know that a component of this is similar to seasoning by hand.
There is no official measurement, you just do what you think is right and if you have the right kind of vision it all works.
Now I wait to see if I will be seen and heard.
If not I’ll take other steps and make it impossible to be ignored. That doesn’t guarantee a win but I feel better taking a swing and striking out than watching pitches cross the damn plate.
I can almost hear me telling the Big Lug about some of these plans and how I saw the future. Said I wasn’t sure about the path but I was certain that I would get there.
Here we go ya big animal, run with me one more time.
The Wonder Dog
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