Inspiration

I want to talk about someone who inspires me.

Almost 8 years ago, there was a man who lived in Edmonton. He had a dream to be a journalist and live in New York. He had just obtained his journalism degree from university. He put just about everything he owned into storage and tied up all of his loose ends here in Edmonton. So with a dream in one hand and a suitcase in the other, he set out for New York.

He didn't know what was in store or what to expect. He just knew what he wanted. A career as a writer in New York.

He left late summer and stayed with the few friends he knew just to get by until he landed on his feet. He had a few job interviews. Even one at the place he did his internship which included a glowing recommendation of: "This is the best intern we had ever had!" durring the interview. Yet, he did not land that job. You think he would've.

Anyways, you think with the rejections this guy was getting, he was going back to his friends' apartment, crying and curling up on his inflatable matress into the fetal position. Well, this guy has amazing confidence. Okay, think of the most confident person you know. Yeah? You know someone really confident? Well, multiply that by 100 and you have the person I am talking about. And there you go.

Back to our story, it wasn't until 3 months later that he landed a job being an assistant editor. He did it. He made it. He held onto it for over 7 years. Well, maybe not the same work place, but he is still there. In New York. Writing. He worked hard for it. And he works hard now, to hold on to it. He is a success. And I love him. I am proud of knowing him. And being related to him. I am proud of you, brother. And I love you. You inspire me.