Mom, at the behest of those you feel you failed to impress, let me digress.
You have accomplished more than you realize.
You have seen the world around with your own two eyes.
You got a Masters at the #1 Journalism Writing College in the US.
And did so against the behest of doubters you once sought to impress.
You survived bouts with cancer and wrote a book about it.
You did not waste a lifetime idolizing something worthless or unfit.
I don’t know anyone else that has read as many pages of literary depth.
I don’t know anyone else with which secrets are better kept.
I don’t know anyone else who can translate middle English or drudge through the quantum physics, met the Dali Lama and mastered Ken Wilber.
Who can cook an epic meal yet without a sprinkle of selfish?
Or effortlessly design, hand tie and smith 1000 jewelry pieces of stone and silver?
You have contributed to and held influenced in every city and town you ever loved and lived within
You’re paid fortunate to love someone who loves you both here and above.
You were gifted with an old soul.
You smile and liars fold.
You are positively inspired and influenced by the people, places and art you have witnessed.
Their purpose, intent and why they exist.
You raised a son who feels he won from all you’ve done but in return you asked none.
This next stage in your life will be your time to shine.
It is your time to power back up.
Things are about line up again.
Before you attempt to quantify the sum of your contributions and accomplishments, look closely at the measure of the parts.
What are you gauging your accomplished-o-meter against.
Before you answer, consider this: This is a capitalist society.
The worth of stocks, bonds, even the paper money, all only have value because someone in power says they do so.
Innovation is only funded based on potential profitability,
not encouraged to enrich mankind‘s forward go.
Creating for the greater good is tougher than ever.
It’s maddening to know hundreds of Americans win millions of lottery dollars every week, then we never hear about them again.
Or pull a slot machine level.
They never surface a year later, having changed their community or town for the better.
I know money makes things more comfortable.
Yeah capitalism rewards margin first, I too am disgruntled.
Your season is coming again.
Your reason to be and the how, why and when.
You should see it out here in the Gen-X trenches.
We are holding together the Gen-Y instant gratify on one end while maintaining morals of the World War II grinches.
There are so many media outlets now, spewing raw, unedited, shallow ideas meant only to capture my time and money.
Your noble intent, the quality of what you are trying to achieve and contribute, it has a place.
Your cost you spent, the things you piled up, now in a storage space.
It’s worth continues to increase.
I want to help you during this next stage and make the last one cease.
I don’t want you to tape your hope up in a box in a storage unit for another 5 years.
Your newest book will be revered, buy the Time to debunk Shakespeare
and prove it was Devere.