Sally in the Zen

Confessions of a Befuddled Zen Buddhist

A Letter to Benny: Visionary

My dear Benny.

I marvel that you’re here. 

That you have graced us with your presence in this particular point in our lives, in this particular day and age. 

Since your arrival, I’ve found myself thinking about something that I never truly thought about. 

I’ve found myself thinking about time.

By the time you are able to read your auntie’s blog, a number of years will have passed.  If I am truly blessed, I will have ample amounts of time to spend with you, teaching you the essentials that only an auntie can teach.

Like making you understand and truly comprehend that dark chocolate is really, really good for your health.

Like doing the Electric Slide without having your Pampers riding up into delicate parts.

Like looking up at the clear night sky and wishing upon that one bright and brillant star.

Yes, you’ve got me thinking about time.  My living years will become your history.  My current events will be but stories to you.  I understand that now.  Never really thought about that. 

Until now.

If you’ll indulge me for a few moments, I want to tell you about the day you were born.  Thanks to the Internet and remarkable technology, I met you for the very first time, online.  I was able to see you all waddled up in a baby blanket with your tiny fragile head capped with a baby head cozy.

You took my breath away.

You see, the person who made it possible for me to see you passed on this week. 

His name was Steve Jobs.

He died this past Wednesday at the young age of 56.  People say that he was a visionary who changed our world.

And they are right.

Just as I marvel at how you are here with us today, I marvel that I am living through a profound moment that is passing into history right before my own eyes. 

I am truly blessed to have lived in the same lifetime as this visionary.

When you’re older, you’ll learn about Shakespeare, Monet, and Einstein.  And Jobs.  You’ll learn on technology that was created by him, use products that were made by him, and grow into a remarkable man for it.

But at the moment, it is I who am better for it, for with it, I met you, my dear Benny.


Auntie Sally in the Zen

Thank you Steve Jobs.

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