Big Dreams

Today, I received a copy for my father's first book (available on amazon.com--check it out here). He called it one of his "Big Hair Audacious Goals," and in the signed copy he sent to me today, he wrote "never give up on your dreams."

It's kind of ironic, because writing a book has always been one of my dreams--mostly unspoken--since I was a little kid. And whereas I have always been the family's stellar writer--winning praise from employers to professors to peers alike--my father was the consummate businessman, the pragmatist who once made a "D" in English and used to argue with me if I suggested even the slightest correction to correspondence or collateral.

And how times have changed. My dad trusted me enough to help with the writing and editing of his book and was accepted my comments and suggestions graciously, one professional to another--something that is many years in the making. And I was awed by his insight into the working world, his ability to so clearly articulate what is wrong with so many businesses today and the respect he's gained from his clients and peers.

And it also reminded me of my own dream to write, and how that dream's been put on hold by the business and bustle that is life. How I've squandered writing time by surfing the internet or watching mindless television, when I should be honing my craft. Hell, I haven't even been blogging on a regular basis.

Here's hoping my father's triumph serves as a reminder of the rewards reaped from hard work, perseverance and dedication.