This is number 2 in a series of relationship analysis… This one is on my son, Jman. I’ll never forget the day he was born, on Christmas Day in the middle of a snow storm. He was a blue baby, born with the umbilical cord around his neck but he didn’t let that deter him. He was the one baby that never stood still. You couldn’t keep a blanket on him and he was never full, constantly demanding food. He was the longest of the babies, 23 inches at birth and now in adulthood he is the tallest by far.
Things about Jman that make me go “wow!”
He reset the fonts in the main computer in the computer lab when he was just in kindergarten and had to show the teacher how to reset it. It was one of those moments you weren’t sure if you should be proud or angry but wow, it was our first insight to his intelligence.
He tested off the charts in his gifted and talented class. The teacher told me she wasn’t sure how to score him but he had definitely brought in the highest score to date.
He could intelligently talk about worm holes and such and ask me some hard questions about space, physics, etc. I was proud to look him in the eye and give him an equally intelligent reply of “I don’t know…”
I always thought he would grow up to be a lawyer as he was capable of disecting any “rule” and find the loophole while making some pretty convincing arguments.
His ability to teach himself to read Japanese.
His artistic talent. He is quite the artist.
From the word “go” he has been intuitive. He seemed to be able to judge people’s motives and personalities way before most adults could.
His skill in computers is amazing; software and hardware. He single handedly straightened out a huge mess at the Clubs and he seems to always know what the quickest fix is to any problem.
He has a tremendous survivor instinct. He can roll with the punches with the best of them.
He has enormous musical talent and can play the tuba or the piano. I always enjoyed listening to his compositions.
My regrets with Jman.
I will always regret I wasn’t more intuitive of his struggles in high school.
I think I should’ve checked into some sort of Montessori program for him as he was always so bored with the lack of challenges in high school.
I am extremely proud of Jman. He has so many challenges but he never evades them, but he does tackle them in his own way. He doesn’t mind saying he has made a mistake and is always eager to find solutions to problems. I think he was my “Bryan” in the sense my parents always spoke about how much my brother Bryan scared them because of his tremendous talents and they weren’t sure how to handle it. Jman had that in his intelligence and his talents. Perhaps that is why I wasn’t always sure what to give him during his childhood. No excuses, but just a simple admission that I wasn’t equipped to provide him with everything he needed.