My goals are much different now
than they were when I was young.

When I was young I treasured money
before I realized money was a means rather than an end.

I craved fame
before I realized fame was a chore as much as an ego trip.

I wanted everyone to like me
before I realized like and respect are two different monsters.

I desired the love of many women
before I realized I have yet to adequately love one.

I coveted security
before I realized security has more to do with a mentality than earthly goods.

I needed the world to stop in mutual adoration and thank me for changing it.
Anything short of that would constitute a failure.
Then I realized the world was fine before me and will continue to be fine long after I'm gone.

Now that I am older my goals aren't as grandiose as they once were.
They are simple to the point of absurdity.
My only goal now, my son, is to live long enough for you to appreciate how much I really love you.
And that is the failure I fear the most.