RIP Steve Jobs – iSad

Steve Jobs' biggest announcements were always punctuated by this statement: One More Thing:

I've spent so much time talking about my love for Apple, that it seems only fitting that the man who changed MY life, who was responsible for many of my Blogs over the years, be paid tribute here today. By me. The woman who is a self-proclaimed Apple addict. Like many people, I kept an eye on Steve Jobs, his illness, his weight. I looked for signs. The day he resigned his position at Apple, I knew the end was near. I mourned then. The night I heard the news from my dad (who happened to be watching TV at a moment I wasn't online – I didn't know I was ever not online!), I told dad I should sit Shiva. (Wikipedia definition – In Judaism, shiva (play /ˈʃɪvə/; also shiv'ah; Hebrew: שבעה ; "seven") is the week-long period of grief and mourning for the seven first-degree relatives: father, mother, son, daughter, brother, sister, and spouse. ) I was that shaken by the death of a man who had such a profound impact on the world – his death felt personal to me.

Because of Steve Jobs, I began using a laptop. Because of the laptop, I can work in the same room with my family. Because I can work in the same room with my family, I get more work done, I'm more fulfilled and I'm happier.

Because of Steve Jobs, I have a personal music collection of MY songs. This is something that may not be a big deal to people. But I like what I consider "weird old music", music my kids think makes me nuts – but it's MINE and I can listen to Neil Diamond any time I want and nobody has to hear and then can't make fun of me. I can listen in the dentist chair and ignore the cavitron noise. I can listen on an airplane. And on and on.

Because of Steve Jobs, my cell phone lets me be in contact all the time. A new cover comes in? I don't have to get frustrated with my Blackberry, I can see it immediately. For someone who values instant gratification? This is huge. I always like to know I can be in contact with whoever whenever. Angry Bird injury aside, I love my iphone.



Because of Steve Jobs, my current computer weighs 2.96 pounds and is 12.8 x 8.94 x .11. I take it with me in the car, on the plane, no backache, easy. I LOVE my Mac Air.

Because of Steve Jobs the world is connected and that connectivity is simple. I can go on, I've read mini bios, I've been through his history. I just know he was a unique man, a special man, someone who comes along once in a generation and I was lucky enough to live in his.

My condolences to his wife and his four children, his friends, family, and business associates who knew and loved him – and those who didn't like him but understood they were fortunate enough to have known him.

One More Thing: I'm most overwhelmed by the things undone. At fifty-six years old, imagine what he still could have accomplished had he lived. I'm saddened by the fact that there will never be another "One More Thing".

RIP. For a man I never knew, you changed my world.