Thursday, January 13, 2011


I got my Christmas tree and decorations down a week sooner than I had planned. I had time and it just seemed like I felt a need to get back to normal. One of my favorite things is settling down and getting back to some sort of routine. I also want my house to reflect this peace by having things where they belong. But then I got to thinking, what is truly normal?

When the doctors had diagnosed me with the recent illness, all I wanted was for all of my cells, organs, and body parts to be normal. I didn't look for greatness or anything special, just healthy.

When I see my grandson, he is healthy, does things pretty much on schedule and looks like the 18 month old baby that he is. But I wouldn't use the word normal to describe him. Why? Because he is extraordinary. He does things I haven't seen a baby do before. He makes me laugh at his antics and he melts my heart with his looks. When he was born he was declared normal and we all rejoiced, but oh, he is not normal. He is just so far above that. At a playgroup, other children are doing funny things you would not expect. Are they not normal, too? Perhaps every child, and my Ty tops my list right now, is somehow way above normal.

Before I even got through packing boxes away, I decided to leave out some snowmen, just because they are cute. I recently added a few valentine things a bit early since the big day comes so soon in February. My "normal" didn't last long, did it? It doesn't really matter. The things I left up or added are cheerful. The rest of the house is rid up and I am content.

I love words. Words mean something. But what does "normal" truly mean?


  1. I love that you left little bits of "cheer" around the house. Those are the things I would notice and bring a smile to my face. :O)

  2. Normal? I'm not sure what it is either.

  3. I agree. I think only God gets to define normal.

    Happy Weekend,

  4. In the words of Mike Warnke:

    "Weirdness is a relative subject.

    Normal things are only normal when they happen where normal things are supposed to happen.
    Whereas, weird things are actually normal when they happen where weird things are supposed to happen.
    However, Normal things are weird when they happen where weird things are supposed to happen.
    Moreover, weird things are only weird when they happen where normal things are supposed to happen."

    It's all in your perspective isn't it? Personally, I don't like being normal so I choose to be weird in a world of normal people! "Getting back to normal" for me means going back to my weirdness after trying to behave for a while! It's much more fun that way! :)

  5. A humor writer (I can't remember which one) wrote a book called, "Normal is a Setting on a Dryer." Your house is now decorated for winter.

    Susan :)

  6. Normal? What is normal? I think the last time someone called me that was back in 1962?

    God bless and have a great week :-)


  7. I loved reading the comments and everyone's take on Normal. I guess I like to be abit normal, similar to the majority of people so I will fit in yet, a bit different to be me.

  8. I read somewhere that if you leave your tree up past the first of the new year, you bring last year's luck into this year. Last year our house flooded so I wasn't taking any chances (even though I'm not usually all that superstitious!). I took that sucker down on the 31st of December.