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Really old photo of me. I was about 6 and it was my birthday. I was rocking a red Lion King sweater. Oh, childhood memories.
I’m uploading this mostly because I want to talk about the rerelease of the Lion King in 3D. I honestly can’t remember the full movie other than the most memorable parts. And one of the most memorable parts for me was Mufasa’s death (and his name).
I think Mufasa’s death was my first introduction to the concept of “death.” Kinda morbid for a kid that age to be thinking about death, huh? Well I was; curiosity always got the best of me.
I remember… this feeling. Right after seeing Mufasa’s death and not being able to believe that a brother could do such a thing (I only had a sister back then), I felt really, really sad and I didn’t understand why. I remember going over it in my head and hating Scar so much for what he had done even though I wasn’t entirely sure what had happened. I was relieved when Mufasa became part of the stars and went and talked to Simba. That moment then I knew Mufasa couldn’t really be dead if he was still a part of his son’s life.
I got over it in a day and went back to my daily 6 year old activities later.
Anyways, I’m really glad that my generation had movies like this that became such a big part of our life; that made us think and be who we are today. It’s not wonder 18-23 year olds are going crazy about this movie’s release. (including me)
Move along kids, we are gonna relive our childhood.
662,774,400 seconds 11,046,240 minutes 184,104 hours 7671 days 1095 weeks 21 years old.
As a child you often wonder when this day will finally come, the day that, in terms of our society, you are finally considered officially an adult even though I, personally, learned early on that one becomes an adult when one takes responsibilities for their own actions.
I recall parents often said things like “You’ll understand when you’re older,” “You’ll grow up in no time, don’t rush it,” “Time flies by, you’ll see.” And it’s all true, I have fully experienced it. I have come to understand more in perspective to my surroundings and people, I have come to grow in what seems like no time to me even if I did not personally rush it like many other kids my age. The temporal measurement from frail baby to full-grown adult in my life has figuratively flown by my eyes and it seems as if I did not even notice it; it’s like waking up from a dream.
It’s preposterous and even laughable. Everything’s moving so fast and it will not slow down, or at least that’s what I think. It can only get better from here on. I truly, genuinely hope so.
Today, when I awoke, the first thing I did—as I do everyday—was grab my iPhone and checked the time. I put it down, went to do the restroom routine and came back out, grabbed my iPhone again and checked my email on it, then I went and sat at my iMac desk and clicked once on my Magic Mouse to switch the screen back on.
Then it it hit me: I live in a Steve Jobs world.
If it wasn’t for that man born February 24, 1955, I wouldn’t be doing what I’m doing today; heck, I probably would not be the person I am today. So, I just want to say, happy birthday, Steve. Thanks for everything, and we miss you.