Originally I had planned on writing a blog focusing on, as usual, one of my observations of the world around me. This involved mowing the lawn, and realizing how many people have pristine, impeccable, and well manicured lawns. This focused on how I know nothing of lawn care, at least nothing that would make a perfect lawn. That lead me to thinking about how I don't fit a lot of the stereotypes of what is important, and how my values are often not the same. It would have probably been long and drawn out, but instead, as often is the case, I realize what I really need to write. This feeling of holding alternative values lead me to call myself "weird." A term that I had been using to describe myself for years on end.
Thorn and I were discussing this, when I called myself weird, which she had heard on multiple occasions, and called my attention to it. How even if I say it in a positive way, it still holds within it, negative connotations. She pointed out how everyone is unique, and original. And our discussion followed this line for a while. However, the important part was, she made me realized that I am not "weird," but I am me. This is such a wonderful gift to have been given, to be seen as not weird, strange, odd, or different, but as "me." It was another self discovering conversation that I had with her. She has such an amazing power to allow people to be themselves, as she knows. I am just glad that she is with me on my trip to finding out who I really am. Thank you Thorn, and no matter what happens, who doesn't see it, or who thinks it is untrue, you are a special person. You are unlike anybody else, and you are such a blessing to my life.
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