Average and Amazing
Well, 17 hours later, and . . . I am in Georgia. My parents and I drove here for the week. This is what I learned on the trip:
- My dad gets worried when I drive. He must've asked me twenty times if I was okay. "Are you tired?" "How are you doing?" "Do you want to stop?" The thing my dad doesn't know is that my mind hits its peak around 10:00 at night. I easily drove for 200 miles straight in the middle of the night.
- My dad likes the song "Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen. "Is she saying 'Call me maybe?'"
- Neither one of my parents knew about Shazam or Spotify. Spotify was a big hit. My dad looked up all kinds of songs from the early 60s and seemed surprised every time he found what he was looking for.
- My mom makes more noise than anyone I know. Even when she isn't talking.
- I come from a family that has a deep and abiding love for movies. I guess that was something I re-learned, actually. (We have impeccable taste!)
The most interesting thing I learned, though, was during a round of get-to-know-you questions. The question was, "What would the title of your autobiography be?"
Dad's answer: "Mr. Average."
Mom's answer: "The Most Amazing Woman!"
Interesting, no? Interesting that two people with such different levels of self-esteem could be married for so long. Or maybe that's what has helped them? I dunno. Their answers weren't surprising, really, but they were unexpected. That is, I never heard my dad so explicitly say he thought he was average. My mom, on the other hand, talks about how great she is all the time! :) I think it's good thing, though. 'Cause here's what: I think my siblings and I all have a pretty realistic sense of who we are and what we're good at. I mean, I'm nothing, if not extremely self-aware. (I like that about myself.) My five siblings and me are six adults who know we're average in most aspects of life, but exceptional in a few. As a result, we are good at recognizing -- and not feeling threatened by -- others' exceptional qualities. Everyone is average, but everyone has at least one special gift.
Me? I think I'm smart, but not brilliant. Not gorgeous, but not completely unfortunate-looking. Funny, but not a riot. Good, but not holy. I work hard, but probably not harder than others. And I can be creative, but I'll never really be an Artist. There are things I'm downright horrible at: team sports, public speaking, consignment-store shopping, punctuality. But there are also things I excel at: baking, conversation, and making people feel good about themselves.
What do you excel at? Leave a comment about it! Do!
Thing I'm thankful for: my new Longhorn hoodie