And then there is the tale of four Woodies….Woodys….Woody’s? In order of appearance in our lives- Michael’s Woody, Andrew’s Woody, CJ’s Woody and Beej’s Woody. Michael’s Woody is an original from when Toy Story was first released. It still bears his name on the bottom of the boot. This guy has been “shelved” in my office, needing repair and not up to being subjected to little boys’ rough housing. Andrew’s Woody is slightly smaller than the others, looks brand new and holds a place of honor out of the little nephews’ reach. Woody #3 is CJ’s. His vest and hat have been missing for awhile and his belt has been repaired many times. It’s nice to know that he’s well played with and much loved. And then little Beej’s Woody is a secondhand edition, equivalent to training wheels. He loves his Woody but he really gives him a beating, too, so he will have to wait for his own new Woody.
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you’ve imagined.” – Henry David Thoreau
My oldest son dreamed of becoming a firefighter when he grew up. And he did.
Learning did not come easy to him and he worked hard to earn each and every good grade he received. When he hit his teen years, things got rocky, as they sometimes do with teenagers. I worried. He tested boundaries. We made it through.
And a week after he graduated from high school, he began the EMT program. After working as an EMT for a few years, he got into the Paramedic program and became a certified paramedic. With his end goal in sight, he was trained in the fire academy and was hired as a firefighter-paramedic just two years ago. He continues to study and added Engineer to his certifications.
He had a dream, he worked his butt off to achieve it, and I am in awe of him. He is an inspiration to anyone who thinks that their dreams are beyond their reach and I couldn’t be prouder of him.