Up in the Clouds. Or on Equal Ground.

The boy band thing created another teachable moment.

Be in a roomful of equals.  Not a great cloud of people who all have the same things in common.  Gender, style, age, taste in music.  How then, do you plan to stand out or be remembered?

You make fun of the girls who cry and scream and throw their drawers at them.  But think.  They paid their money and they waited and the guy came out and they realized…

“I’m out $60 bucks for the ticket, my mom is never going to shut up about the time and money to drive me to the next state.  There are 40,000 other girls here and my panties hit his face simultaneously with two other pair.  There is not one chance he’ll remember me and I am not going to have the romance with him that I imagined on Pinterest. Someone just threatened to cut me if I don’t get out of her way. And absolutely no sparks flew. They are ordinary human beings.”

Time for an ugly cry?

You betcha.

When you meet the person you look up to because of their ability to sing or blog or design buildings, be standing on equal ground.  Sure it’s dreamy to stand in the room with a boy so cute.  Or a designer so great.  Or a top athlete or… whatever*. But, God didn’t make people of all sorts of different values.  Going to stand in a line for two days to buy tickets to sit so far away you could see them better on television at home, confirms their value over yours.

The Hotness… photo credit: One Direction Pinterest.

Maybe that’s why there are rumors that visually impaired young ladies in autograph lines tell the young man in the photo above he is ugly and shouldn’t be in the group.  Or tweet that they hate, another for forgetting a lyric during a performance. Hate?  Really?

Hurt people; hurt people.

You can write them a letter.  Get your official fan guide.  Follow them on facebo*k and the Twitter. But yesterday, on one of those sites, they had over 800,000 followers.  What is the chance they’ll end up here on Thanksgiving?

Sorry, Baby.  I looked it up. The chances are somewhere in the neighborhood of 1,4oo,ooo,ooo to one.  That’s billion with a ‘B’.

Don’t live like that.

Uncommon beauty?  Check**.  Ability to do anything you try including Algebra, Omifreak? Check.  There is no need for you to blend in.

Too precious to stand on lower ground.

15 minutes isn’t much time, but hard work and focus ON YOUR PART can get you the opportunity to stand on equal ground with the people whose lives and work speak to you. No matter how that changes over the years.

Never place another person’s value over your own.  Until you’re a Momma.

I am linking up with Wordful Wednesday with Parenting by Dummies.

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*Disclaimer: As I write this, I realize I am married to a handsome, highly respected designer, who was 4th in his state in golf in high school. So what do I know?  Maybe I am an authority and you should listen to me.  Hmmm.

**not Small Fry…he’s got his own brand of handsome.  Look the freak out.  I am not kidding you.  Women fall at his feet.  Oh and hell yes I am saying it myself.  I owe these people my life.  I am going to state the facts as I see them.

 

 

Comments

  1. You are brilliant. And this is amazing.

    And so true.

    “Never place another person’s value over your own.” Words have never been more true.

  2. *blushes*

  3. Great, great post. Although I was hoping you might consider throwing some panties at me if we ever got the chance to meet. That’s a no-go then, right?!

    • What? NO!!! I have nothing against grown people throwing panties. You know I will. It will be awesome to do it in person for once.

  4. Amen. Can you write this for all girls this age?

    And yes, your girls are beautiful and they stand out on their very own merits. Some day a boy will come along that sees all of that AND rocks their world. That will be a good day.