“Pumpkin, you’re smarter than the average bear.” – Dad
But what if I’m not? What if I’m all-in-all, pretty damn average?
I’ll be the first to admit that when someone calls me “average,” a little piece of myself dies. I want to pretend that I’m exemplary; that I am “smarter than the average bear.” I’m sure I’m not alone in the desire to want to feel special. I want to pretend that my thoughts are unique; my dreams are entirely my own, and that one day I’ll achieve them. Realistically, the odds of becoming the next great American author are pretty damn low, but that doesn’t mean that I should give up.
Just because you’re average doesn’t mean you can’t do great things.
I might never become a household name; I might never amount to much more than average, but that doesn’t make my experiences any less amazing. The boyf said it best; the fact that he is average doesn’t take away from his experiences, the love he has for his family, or for me. He might be pretty ordinary, but to me, he’s magical. To me, he’s extraordinary in the most normal kind of way.
The relationship we have is unique; who would have thought that two, pretty average people, could experience something so great? Not I.
I’m okay with being average; I’m okay with being in the middle of the bell graph of life. Most of us are, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have unique and amazing experiences. We all have our own uniquenesses; the fact that we all have something special about us, shows how similar we all are. You’ve got passions; you’ve got goals and dreams, just like I do. We might have the exact same ones, but for different reasons. We might have different goals and dreams, but for the same reasons. We are perfectly unique in such a normal kind of way.
In Grey’s Anatomy where Ellis Grey is lucid and so completely distraught at the fact that Meredith is “ordinary;” she goes as far as saying “Imagine my disappointment when I wake up after five years and discover that you’re no more than ordinary.” It’s like a stab to the heart for Meredith and we can feel the heartbreak she’s feeling because we want to be more than ordinary. We want to feel exceptional, rare, and unexpected.
Now I’m not saying that we are all alike in every aspect of our lives, but we do all have some major similarities and I
kind of love that.
You were created by a man and a woman. You came into the world the same way I did. You’re going to fall in love, just like I did. You’re going to hurt, just like I do. You’ve got a heart that sets the tone of your life, just like me. You’re ordinary, just like I am. That makes us pretty damn great, dontcha think?
There’s something beautiful in our normalcy.
P.S. If you’re a fan of Grey’s Anatomy, wine, and taco bell; head on over to my place. I could use a nice long Netflix binge with ya!