So What's The Problem With Being Ordinary?

Ordinary?  Nope.  Not me.  Wasn't born to be ordinary or average.  

Were you?

When I was very young I new I had a profound destiny to fulfill on earth.   One day I would grow up and be a star!  Wasn't sure exactly what kind of star, but......I........would......be.........a.........star!    I might be a rock star.  I could see that.  I already was a pretty decent singer.  That could be it.  Or possibly I'd be a screen actress?  Oh, wait, that just might be the ticket.  I had played the star role in my first grade class.  I was Countess preposition. And talk about drama!  

  Hmmmm, but maybe I'd be a female John Grisham. The famous attorney turned author.    Oh man, could I see that happening? !   My  classmates even wrote in my Class Book that I should be a lawyer!  Actually they told me I could "argue with a brick wall, " but I knew what they meant.  How much more confirmation did I need from the Universe?  No doubt BIG BIG things were coming for moi! 

One night the house was very quiet.  I had stayed up longer than my husband and boyz.  I walked through the house and looked in on my husband as he slept.   He had left the small lamp on for me even though it was harder for him to fall asleep.  Thoughtful man I married.   I walked further down the hall and saw the up and down movement of my youngest son's chest.  He was young enough that I still wanted to make sure he was breathing. Not quite sure when parents stop doing that.  I moved on down the hall to my oldest son's room.  He was sprawled sideways on his bed.  His head and feet were both hanging over the edge of the mattress.  How he slept that way was beyond me but hey, it worked for him.

I walked back into the living room and sat down.  Before I picked up my book I had one of those Oprah "ah ha" moments.  I was a star!  Dag nab it (one word or three you be the judge)  I had been cast in one of the greatest roles ever!  I had the lead role as my boy'z mom and my husband's wife!  Greatest role e-vah!   

So if being a family star is ordinary.  Maybe I'd rather be ordinary after all.  Actually, yes, I know I'd rather be ordinary.  Hands down .  So what's the problem with ordinary anyway?  
I'll take it.