"Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary." – Steve Jobs
My first MAC didn't come along until I began studying design in San Francisco. I instantly, deeply, fell in love and have never looked back. It was the G4 with a bright turquoise shell that looked like a menthol cough drop. The machine was big (small for that time, though) and ran with more power than any other computer I had sat in front of. That thing got me through the painfully long nights learning Illustrator and designing ads for an internship. And, it hosted a two month fling when my husband and I discovered Sim City. Children hadn't entered our life yet and we could afford to go weeks on end with late nights, choosing a slow and caffeinated start the next day.
Fast forward roughly five years and the G4 was replaced with a glossy snow white MACbook. As a new mom to two, the chosen lack of sleep during the child-free years gave way to baby enforced late night feedings and groggy mornings. My MacBook sat next to me as I was awake for various hours of the night. I jotted notes for my next writing session, made lists for the next day or searched for details on a new baby food recipe.
I woke this morning, walked across the chilly floors and ended up in our art studio where I keep my laptop. As the start-up chinnnnng rang on my chrome-colored MacBook pro, I wondered why I was checking my computer so early. My usual weekday routine is to wait until the school run is complete before catching up with my computer. As the thought passed, the screen lit and Apple's start page glowed through the dimly lit morning. A thoughtful, black and white photograph of Steve Jobs accompanied by 1955-2011 stared out at me. My throat became dry and my eyes teared.
I've returned from dropping my two oldest children off at their individual schools and I'm holding a sleeping baby. I'm typing on my Mac, sipping coffee and listening to the calm silence around me. The sadness of knowing that our society lost a visionary has been replaced with gratitude. Steve Jobs forever changed the landscape of how we interact with technology and I am grateful for the enjoyment his inventions have brought to my life.
May we all continue to think different.