If you haven’t discovered it by now, then let me remind you that children are the joy of the season. Each day is a gift, and it is gift-wrapped with giggles and songs. I felt rejuvenated because of teenage tunes that I would otherwise have not known (Firework, Teen- age dream, The only one in the world).
The adult world forces us to take the “play” aspect out of the equation. But “play” is the main ingredient for innovation. It engages us, to spend time instead of “doing” time. Successful people, when interviewed about their secret sauce, always recommend us to follow our passion, then money will come.
Tell that to the Venture Capitalist near you (especially in this post-Recession era).
I admire film makers. These are people who won’t settle for second best. “Just one more take for my mom”.
They kept at it, until it’s perfect.
During post-editing, with the right sound track and cut-aways, they can evoke emotions, and yes, get us teary.
We did, at the closing scene of 24 hour, where Jack Bauer reminded Cloe when they first met (and what a journey they had taken together at CTU).
It’s not the journey, it’s the joy of travel.
If you don’t feel mad then you probably won’t feel happy. They are two sides of the same coin.
Even when our kids drive us crazy sometimes, I’d rather hear my kids singing along to the radio than any other sound on Earth. You bet I did not have to travel far to Concert Hall to feel moved. It’s here at home.
It’s here in my heart. It’s here in me, or to be exact, the extension of myself.
Each day is a gift. Sing it, share it and savor it. When you like something, time goes by fast. I know full well, I will only hear “teenage dream” long enough before another hit comes along. But it’s OK, every song will have to make space for the one behind it. So is our life, enriched but then replaced by young ones’.
Thang Nguyen 555 