 ... Then he met Lora. She was going to be an elementary teacher and
had plans to go to a college four hours away. My son's acting
ambitions flew out the window and were replaced by an urgent desire
to attend the same college that Lora was going to attend. What a
coincidence!Instead of deciding on a career and choosing the best
college for that field, he decided on the college and picked a
random career based on what that college had to offer. Lora never
wavered in her decision to be a teacher. My son went through three
majors in three years.
As the fire of their relationship waned, Lora found herself in
chat rooms and blogging sites and my son found a local gaming room
that became his second home.
After Lora found a new online love, my son moved closer to us and
decided that game programming was what he really wanted to do. He
enrolled in a two-year college, determined to be the best game
programmer ever.
... Then he met Lizzie. Lizzie was a selfish, self-absorbed witch
whose only goal in life was to get pregnant and raise another
selfish, self-absorbed witch. Marriage wasn't necessarily in her
plan, but she would need a man, at least temporarily. It was her
idea that my son should quit college and enlist in the Army because
then, of course, she and her baby could live on his paycheck without
having him underfoot. My son thought the Army was a splendid idea.
Fortunately, my son did not cooperate and get her pregnant, so,
more determined, she found some other tool who was all too willing
to get the job done. Mr. Tool, whoever you are... you have my
sincerest gratitude... and condolences.
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 The Army no longer appealed to my son, who now had a renewed
interest in his college classes. Enough that his final programming
project won him a grant from an investment group interested in small
startups. He... well... started up!
... Then he met Cheryl. Cheryl is a gem. She is getting a degree
in civil engineering and encourages my son in his chosen ambitions.
She has not tried to change him or lure him away from his goals.
When she got an internship three states away, she didn't tell him to
drop everything and follow her. She simply let him know that she was
still his girl even if they could only visit each other on Skype.
She's back in town now to finish up her last year of college. In
the spring she'll be going back home to Nevada, where a job awaits
her.
My son has been saying things like, "You know, programming is not
as fun as it used to be."
... I'm going to miss him
[By LAURA SNYDER]
Laura Snyder is a nationally syndicated
columnist, author and speaker. You can reach her at
lsnyder@lauraonlife.com
or visit www.lauraonlife.com
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