To be nobody but myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
— e.e. cummings
Today’s prompt seems to be causing a lot of people difficulty, and I can see why:
Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond)
It requires you to tune out the voice that is constant for most of us, the one that says you’re not quite good enough, special enough, and don’t you dare think for one second that you’re beautiful in any way. If you’re familiar with Anne Lamott, you’ll recognize the voice as that of Radio KFKD (read: K-fucked). Her advice, as one way through it, is to breathe. So imagine me taking a deep breath . . .
- I have green eyes. David was doing research (because we’re nerds) on the potential for our kids to have green eyes (his are blue) and came across a statistic that said something like only 2 or 3 percent of people in the world have green eyes. That’s pretty special, I guess.
- I have a cochlear implant, and there are fewer than 200,000 people like me worldwide.
- I always return my carts to the cart return or to the store, and sometimes I even do it when they’re not mine.
- I always smile at the babies and toddlers who pass by me in strollers.
- I tip well.
- I’m generally kind to strangers.
- I sometimes send my friends gifts for no reason, other than that I was thinking of them. I like to imagine their surprise when they come home to find a package they weren’t expecting and see that it’s for them.
- I’m a pretty good singer and I have an aptitude for languages.
- I’ve studied abroad three times, and each time I’ve learned more about the world and myself than I expected.
- I’m able to be completely silly around children in order to entertain them.
I don’t know if this is what the prompt meant, really,and there are surely many, many other ways in which I am different, but these are the things that come easily to mind. I’m not really sure how to end this post, but I will say that the older I get, the less interested I am in fitting in, but it’s still a battle every day not to worry about what anyone else thinks.