Dying Professor's Last Lecture

Very Inspirational Message here. After the video check out his website http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~pausch/news/index.html
see how he's doing today.

Nathan....

I peek in at him late at night lying in bed, fast asleep; my no-longer-little guy sprawled out across his bed. I see his unruly mess of hair and I smile. I smile because he is incredibly full of personality. He is so different than me in many ways, different than what I expected, different than the little boy I had always imagined I would have. And for that I am grateful. He’s his own person, he is picky and he knows what he likes and doesn’t like. I look in at him, peaceful and innocent while he sleeps. His body and mind are resting. He’s gone full force for the last fourteen hours, he needs a break. Homework was hard..... AGAIN.
I like it that he pushes the limits, like it that he questions everything, because one day he’s going to do something magnificent. Along the way, he’s probably going to make some huge mistakes, but he’s going to live large and dream large. Underneath the spunk and goofiness is a heart not only lined with gold, but filled with it. It is large and feeling, and it wants to do good and have a good time doing it.
That is my son sleeping there. It is just now that I realize that I am the one who needs to change, because I am not going to change his nature and no one else will either. He is stubborn and strong willed. I have realized that he has certainly been given to me so that it would be me that will do some changing. He has taught me more about living than I ever thought anyone could do.
That is my son. He makes me angry sometimes, makes me frustrated. Then he makes me laugh outloud like no one else can, and as I look at him, he makes me cry. He is a wonderful creation. He is my son. He marches to the beat of a different drummer. Thank God