The other day it was Jason's 30th birthday, so I drew him up this little comic. We are not into giving store bought paper cards to each other mostly because they cost $5 a piece. No way...no thanks.
'Robokam' was coined by my upstairs buddy. The second week we moved in she saw me use one of those helping hand claw things to pick something up. They were installing a ramp for me that same weekend and so she etched 'Robokam' into the wet cement and...well...now it has stuck.
Jason loves robots, so it seemed fitting to draw him a robot birthday card in a very 'Kam' fashion. Notice my one very long arm. That is my cane arm, of course.
When I delivered the comic strip to Jason my note said, 'Thanks for sticking around through all my bright ideas'. He follows all my projects, ideas, overactive dreaming mind, scheming and is always very patient through all of them :).
I appreciate that he is supportive of me following my ambitions. We try to be that for each other and not say 'no' to an idea even if it could be risky. You need that. I am all for saying, or considering, 'yes' if it leads to an experience whether it is for myself or him. He would say that I am the more adventurous one and willing to take the risk.
For example, leave a perfectly good stable job to move to a a less stable job, yet a dream job that could pay off in the long run.
Sometimes, if I propose something he will sometimes come back at me with logic and reality, even though I have already thought out all those practical points. I want to take the chance anyways.
I have a certain amount of feeling, if you sometimes take a risk it will lead you to unexpected and great paths.
I said it in the previous post, but my life is a series of situations like that in my life. All you can do is take the step and see what happens. Like everything, it is a fine balance. You can't be too reckless, but you can't be too safe. I'm a combination of organized practical realism and risky spontaneous idealism.
My move from Michigan to LA 3 years ago was completely impulsive. I virtually knew no one, had a disabling condition and yet moved anyways. My did brother live here and Jason, just an old classmate at the time, offered to help me.
I decided west coast was where I would find all the opportunities, and now look at everything that has happened in my life. I do not regret that move one bit. Our recent move from LA to SF was kind of impulsive, too. I left a perfectly good job, for more reasons than one and moved onto San Francisco where Jason found a job. All signs probably pointed that the move was not needed, but it seemed time for him AND for myself in my career. I needed more growth and so did he.
You need someone who will support your dreams and allow you to grow. To know when it is good to be a pair and when you need to be an individual.
Happy Birthday, Jason!!! Love, Robokam