I appreciate these words from Steve Jobs. But this post isn’t about him. True, he changed my life, made my home office work better than I ever thought it could, and I can’t go anywhere anymore without hauling something he designed in my purse—iPhone, iPad, or Macbook Pro. He will be so missed.
But I read this article today. And saw this:
And this one:
I have butterflies, yes indeed. And I can’t see what next week will bring. It is a scary prospect. I can sit and be scared—or I can move, take action, refuse to be handicapped by other people’s expectations, my own fears, and the things in my life I can’t control. There is a lot still to be learned. I’m only an agent-in-training you see. But I’m farther than I was before. I know what October 2011 looks like. That’s progress.
Sometimes, it’s the truest *me* that is the hard part. It feels so natural when it finally gets to you, but there’s nothing to count on after the present tense passes. I’m as unsure about January 2012 as I was in July about October 2011. But we did it! I did it. And I’m now on a journey and I can’t wait to see what happens next.