The Weekly Me is back this week ready to draw a line in the sand.
Why is it that the word normal should be a four letter word? Because too often it is used as something we measure ourselves and others against as if it were something that was tangible and real.
How many of us have asked the question, am I normal? Do I look normal? Why are my toes shaped this way, is that normal? Why don’t I have longer legs, is that normal?
But what is normal anyway? The definition of the word is usual, natural. But what is usual or natural, is it tall or short? Is it brown hair or blonde hair? Does the color of our eyes make us normal? Is it small breasts? Big breasts?
How about this? Normal is who we are.
There is one way that is usual and natural for all of us. It is what allows you to comprehend these words. We are all human beings. We could have been born an ant or a lion. Instead we were given a gift when we were born as a human being. The only way to truly embrace who we are is to accept everything that we entered this world with and everything we developed overtime. It does not come from comparing ourselves and others against a useless word in my view.
I was born a twin. Often times throughout my life people would ask, what is it like to be a twin. Do you feel different? And I would always think to myself, and sometimes respond, how would I know? I was born a twin. I haven’t gone a single moment of my life without knowing what that feels like. It certainly feels normal to me. So therefore it is.
Normal is who we are and therefore becomes irrelevant to even ask the question. It is always worth remembering when we start to head down that road for even a second…Life is for living. I only get one. Don’t waste another moment.
We look forward to hearing from you. Until next time….
Devoted to Me begins with me and continues to you. Accept it. Pass it on.