When I was in middle and high school, I remember having grandiose ideas about what it would like to oneday be someone “important”. Of course back then my idea of who was important not only included world leaders and humanitarians, but also movie stars and socialites. I always wondered what it would be like to “be” one of those people; to walk around on this earth knowing that I was someone important. To grow up and be “ordinary”, well that seemed like a disease I definitely did not want to catch. That’s what society can do to us I guess… fantasize about what we could have done, or perhaps who we could have been.
Entering into my late 20’s, I never imagined just how wonderful being ordinary can be. I enjoy the simple things in life. I love being outdoors, eating wholesome food (as local as I can of course!), and spending time with family and friends. I am an aspiring vegetarian (I still eat some seafood), a conscious consumer, and have recently become passionate about food activism and natural parenting (part of the inspiration for this blog). I see how we are all connected. I understand that a small action on my part can have huge ramifications in other areas, and it is important for me foster that understanding in others.
So while my life story may not top the New York Times bestseller list, I have realized that I am actally an “important” person. I am important to my hard-working husband, my five month-old son, my friends on the east coast, my four brothers, my dog, and my loving parents. And to me, that’s a lot, especially for being so, ya’ know….ordinary.