Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Living Vicariously Through Me

On the surface, I am pretty much the most ordinary woman around.

I have the most ordinary shoe size for a woman: 7.5

I am the most ordinary height for a woman: 5'4'

I have the most ordinary profession: teacher

I have the most ordinary interests: cooking, reading, and gardening

I have the most ordinary family: an husband, an older boy, a younger girl, and a dog.

I have the most ordinary obsessions: shoes and salty-sweet snacks.

I cry at the most ordinary movies: My Girl and anything by Nicholas Sparks.

but then again there are some things about me that are extraordinary....

I'm part of the 10% of the population that's left-handed.

I am part of the 2% of the world who's run a marathon.

I am part of 0.2% of the world who's run more than one marathon.

I am allergic to eggplant.  An allergy so unusual I had to bring my own eggplant to the allergist because they didn't have a test for it.

Politician and authors are my rockstars...with the exception of Rob Ford and pretty much every republican.

Getting my book signed by Khaled Hosseini.  Why do I look so much happier than he does?

My not-so-secret celebrity crush? Alan Alda.

I eat churros from food trucks next to the dollar store.

Today I heard that a woman I knew passed away.  A woman that was both extraordinary and completely ordinary all at the same time. This woman lived every second of her ordinary life in the most extraordinary way possible.  

Days like today remind me how lucky I am that I get to take my daughter to Value Village to get a costume for her play.  How lucky I am to hear my son belt-out The Black Crows's Hard to Handle on the drums.  How lucky I am to walk to 7-11 with my husband as the sun sets for a box of Smarties.

Days like today remind me how lucky I am to be living my own perfectly ordinary, extraordinary life.  

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