My Hat

What does it mean to be extraordinary?

We all have people in our lives who we think are extraordinary.
And we would give anything to be like them.

Ask them and they would say they were average at best, maybe even below that.
Is that what makes them so much more than average?
Their complete and utter inability to see how extremely unaverage they really are?

Or is it the way they just keep caring, even when you don't deserve it?
Or how they always seem to show just how much they care about you when you least expect it and need it the most?

They dazzle the world by their mere existence within it.
And if you have the privilege of knowing them, you are better for it.
Because they teach you how to smile even when things are falling apart.

And they ask you what's inside the tweety lunchbox not because they care, but because they know that for some bizarre reason, it's important to you.

They listen to your problems and offer a shoulder when the tears start to fall, even when they know that there is no way for them to fix it.

But above all else, these extraordinary people in our lives, they love us - despite weakness, regardless of flaws. They see us not for who we are, but rather for who we can be.

And they inspire us to be... extraordinary.

I am grateful for the extraordinary people in my life, who make me want to be the beauty I see in them.

You have shaped my life and are molding my future.

I tip my hat to you.

Thank you.

Goodnight, dear void.