Happy in the Quest

After a long but productive day in NYC I got home and watched a movie called Pursuit of Happyness, spelled that way for a reason. As Lil and I watched we had tears streaming down our faces. While none of our past even remotely resembled the problems of Will Smith’s character we though about a lot of things that seemed so insurmountable at the time. We both though about the times when a double shift in a restaurant was daily, and someone had to pick up a three year old from day care. Memories of a past old college partner who used an Amex corporate card to charge plane tickets to my business account only to sell them for cash, than flee.

I after today will always remember the fact that I could cooked cheap pasta and covered it with cheap sauce. I was the last candidate to raise a child that was so young, but I am proud that he goes to school and works double shifts at a restaurant himself. I have no doubt that he will go far. The best thing that I remember is that we built a family; there is nothing so precious to me.