It's OK Not to be Remarkable.

“My students were middle-class kids who were ashamed of their background. They felt like unless they grew up in poverty, they had nothing to write about...I felt sorry for these kids, that they thought their whole past was absolutely worthless because it was less than remarkable.” - David Sedaris, from an interview in January Magazine

That’s profound, huh?

So many of us have less-than-remarkable backgrounds. We didn’t grow up in extreme poverty or extreme wealth. We didn’t suffer a traumatic experience. We had loving parents who did their best in bringing us up in this world. We were given opportunities in life, some we took and others we didn’t.

But really, does that make us less-than-remarkable? Does that mean our thoughts, stories, and life events aren't worth sharing? Aren’t the ordinary occurances in our ordinary lives actually quite beautiful?

You don’t have to overcome a hardship, or achieve notable success, or rise in the ranks to be remarkable.
I was thinking this morning of the everyday things in my life that I find wonderful and remarkable. Things you may find completely ordinary and plain.

It’s remarkable that I can grow a garden year-after-year to feed myself, my husband, my family, and my neighbors. It’s organic, and it’s eco-friendly. It’s watered by collected rainwater, and nourished by our own compost.

It’s wonderful to see a clean kitchen after a long day of preserving that garden bounty. After wiping down that last countertop and putting away the clean dishes, I turn out the lights knowing I’ve put away fresh, organic, frugal food for the months ahead.

It’s wonderful to see a pretty bottle of expensive perfume on my shelf, knowing I’ll cherish it for a very long time and use it on only the most special of occasions. I have very few expensive things, and treasure them.

It’s remarkable that I have learned to create decor and necessities for our home out of vintage items that most would give away or toss in the trash. It takes a lot of work, but very little money. The process of creating something is deeply satisfying for my soul.

It’s remarkable that I am spending my limited free time working with our city council to create a chicken ordinance that will benefit our city. Many young women my age have vastly different priorities, which is also remarkable.

It’s wonderful that my husband is willing to be the financial head of the household for our family and not complain or devalue my changing professional role. He’s a rare breed.

It’s remarkable that I am not a mother yet, although I painfully yearn to be, and still find so much joy in being a wife, sister, daughter, and friend. I hope John and I will be parents some day. We will eventually come to terms with the alternative.

It’s wonderful that I have a community of bloggers, readers, and friends who are constantly engaging me in meaningful conversations about self-sufficiency and sustainability. You’re growing my knowledge base, and we’re making a remarkable change in our neighborhoods and world.

It’s OK not to be remarkable by societies standards. You’re doing far more wonderful things by your own right.

Keep at it, baby. Keep at it.

4 comments:

  1. Great list Kelli. I wish others saw it the way you and I do sometimes....it truly is the little things in life.

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    1. Don't you feel like you're just happier and more content with your spot in life when you look at it this way?

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